1st Chapter

May 2, 2011
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I found myself pacing- back and forth. Thoughts racing through my head. Trembled, yet conceited. Trying to veil myself from the world, while keeping local appearances... It was that-time-of-day again. Work. A prison in itself or a freedom from home? It's not like I didn't like being home. rather I didn't like the lack of chivalry. I go out everyday, give or take., I bring home the green and all I receive in return is the frequent bickering of what I did wrong nonetheless what I didn't do right. What did I have to complain about? Really? I have everything a normal man like I could ever want... a beautiful wife and two adored children who meant the world to me. Life could be better, but life's never perfect. Life- moves us along.

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