I guess you can say I am like a book. My cover isn't the most appealing so not eveyone takes the time to read. Some people pick me up for a little bit and gaze through the pages. Half the time they dont understand what they are reading so they just put me back on the shelf. Lots of other people have taken the time to find the chapters that they enjoy often they helped in adding a few pages of their own. People have found things that they relate to and have shared my pain in the moments the story seemed to turn for the worst. I sometimes have the chance to make someone laugh. Then ther are the ones who are just afraid to get too involved with the story. They started reading may have even liked the way the story was playing out. When they saw that there was still such a long way to go they realized that there is just too much. So they put me off. Saying; "Maybe I'll read it later." So here I sit on a shelf, dusty, a little beat up, often mis-understood, sometimes appreciated, always changing, and definitely still growing. For all those who have taken the time to read, Thank you. Those that want to, Please, the first step is getting past the cover. This is not a story that you can read in an hour, a day, a week, or a year. it will take a lifetime. There are many chapters still unwritten...