I began writing this book in real time. However, it took me twenty years to finish as it was initially freewriting. The direction wasn’t determined as I was lacking direction in my life. I had many mentors and role models who helped mold me after, but I was so determined to follow my own path. The problem was that I had no destination. I was just born to wander. I was single and ready to do any and everything. The only problem was I didn’t have any idea what I wanted to do. So I rolled with whatever hand I was dealt and did all that I could to master everything. I became a jack-of-all-trades but a master of none. These actions left me longing for something. However, I didn’t know what I was yearning for. It wasn’t until I got married and had kids that this book could be finished. Although this novel is exaggerated reality, it is a collection of vivid encounters that either I was a part of or had been told. This was the world as I perceived it at the time and the reason why this version of me could never have finished this book.