Chapter One.

Autumn was coming and the weatherman was right. High winds and minumum sunlight. The air was brisk and enoyable. I breathed it all in and took in the scenary of fallen, lonely leaves. Once I was inside the apartment complex, I was almost disappointed from the lack of chilly wind. Checking my mail as usual seemed like a chore compared to walking to the corner market. I stomped up the winding stairs and walked down the narrow hallway. I didn't notice the attractive women coming out of their apartments next to mine. I simply crept into mine and sat the brown grain bag on the counter, removing their contents.

I live a painfully simple life, but I never wished it to be more complex. Complex things weren't needed, and that's something that nearly anyone would want. I let my shoes fly across the room and stumble back on the wall as I crunched down on a salty cracker. Sitting on the couch was something I would usually do next, but I found better things to do with my time. I tried to fix the television.

Wires amoung wires surrounded my working hands. I didn't want to waste money on someone to do the work for me if I could do it myself. Though it took a while to do, it was worth it. I had no child to take care of and no "significant other". I gave up on that aspect of my life. It was something I just had to give up. I shook my bangs away from my face and kneeled down for a better look. I felt as if it wasn't going to work the way I wanted, but I didn't take a break to figure it out.

Eventually, the television was fixed and my mind was in a sentimental breeze. Being prideful would have been too much. Though I was alone and I could have did an irish dance on my living room floor, I didn't. I stayed as silent as could be as I flipped through the channels. I realized that all I wanted to do was live and that would be enough for me.