[ WP ] Just a guy seated at a desk .

Shane had sat at that exact spot in that exact building for that exact same company for over 40 years. In that chair he had been through two marriages, a war, and the birth of his child. He didnt even leave that chair to see his own child's birth. This chair was more comfortable to him than any of his marriages. This chair was stability and hope. Well it was hope at one point. lately it seemed to be pain. Only two weeks ago he got the call that his ex-wife and their kid we're going to be put into the ground that friday. He did leave the chair for the funeral. The last thing he had left for comfort was that chair and today was the last day he would ever sit in it. He had been planning his departure from the company for months. He wanted to leave the cubicle sized prison and feel happy. Shane stood up and took a deep breath while looking out onto the sloped landscape of manhattan. He got a running start and leapt feeling the wind in his hair as he plummeted towards the great concrete abyss. He was going to see his child again.
