For most people, life is a mystery. It's as if we live a life confined to a few pages within the middle of a novel. In not understanding the why of our creation, we respond and react to the repetitive trials and tribulations that confront us, armed only with the tools that were given to us by our parents. Parents who themselves have lived a life of the in-between. As the blind leading the blind, we continue forward on the road that perpetually merges within itself, always going in a circle.