Here I am sitting in a courtroom, surrounded by so much I had seen before. Lawyers wearing suits and carrying briefcases. I'm here for my fourth drinking under the influence charge; Somewhere in a county that I don't know anything about, away from my kids, and on the verge of losing it all. How did I get here? Damn, the reality is, I might have fucked myself over this time... for good. Knowing my luck, I wouldn't be surprised if they threw the book at me. For some reason, this time around I sat here and I thought. And man did I think back...