Excerpt from the short story about a husband/father in a mid life crisis trying to find some purpose: "Oh Jesus, my life is good, but it sucks so much." "Honey, can you empty the dishwasher?" Sure, why not. I've got nothing else to do, I mutter…to myself..  But out loud too. Why the hell not. I’ve got nothing else to do. Wish I did, but I don’t. But emptying the dishwasher? Yeah, I’ll empty it. "Dad, come play pig with me?" My son wants to play pig. He would actually prefer playing fornite, but mom said no more fortnite. So now he’s coming to me to play pig. "That sounds like the worst thing in the world" I think, with some guilt. He's a great son. Why am I so lazy, just sitting here in my recliner, watching endless nothing? I pick up my phone and scroll through Instagram. It's like a dirty river of endless filth. An empty river flowing into a large chasm......