I was going through my closet and came across an old notebook. There is lots of weird stuff in it. I have no idea what this was. A screenplay? I have no clue.
(working on a farm)
It wasn’t supposed to be like this,
ya know.
It was supposed to be simple. Wife, kids, a family to take care of. Little league, dance recitals, white picket fence and everything else. Nothing like this.
(reveal the house, farm surrounded by nothingness)
