Riddles are your compulsion. Your addiction.

[If you happen to be out and about today, Mayfield, you'll find a familiar-looking ten-year-old boy with glasses, green suspenders, and an incredibly dorky haircut, wandering around while tugging a backpack that's way too big for him and mumbling to himself.]

...stupid dad, never picks me up on time...

...which way was home again?

[He looks ridiculously lost.]