tomorrows book

Life was never easy. He didn''''t know how or why, but it never was. And it most definitely didn''''t become any easier after what happened.Broken, fragmented, in pain and confused. That''''s all he knew. No inkling as to how or why. Only the nagging feeling that something was missing.A word. A name? Who''''s name? It didn''''t matter.It was his now.And sooner or later, what is missing will be his again as well.