On a cold October afternoon, Ethan walked into his apartment manager's office and returned the keys to the place he had called home for almost thirty years. He looked distant and bewildered, and a scraggly, graying beard flowed from his usually clean-shaven face. His clothes were wrinkled and ill-fitting, and he looked away when he spoke. The reason he was leaving, he explained, was that he had lost his job and ran out of money, and simply couldn't afford to live there any longer. With no resources to draw from, and with no friends or family to help him, he turned and quietly walked away into the night.A journal found in his apartment would reveal the forces behind the long and painful unwinding of Ethan's mind, and ultimately, his world.