As I stare down at you from that third floor balcony I think,"What am I doing here, am I suppose to exist?" Truly to be totally honest, I really don't know. Then a step toward the railing, gazing down at the pedestrians below, I climb to the edge and take that leap of fate considering I am a happy man on the outside, two loving kids, seven and fourteen, a loving wife of fifteen years. Then thinking as i free fall to my last breathe, "Was it really worth it, was I really happy?" You know I think happiness is deception to cover the misery and agony that life portrays on us. But the is my life before my leap of fate,
