The product of close to two years' worth of journaling, this is a tale of an ongoing struggle in one man's mind. Not able to afford therapy, Harlan Grady does the next best thing. Sits down at his laptop and let's his troubled mind vent to the printed page. No appointments, but whenever the need is great, the pseudo-couch is open for business and the keyboard is his doctor. No filters, no holding back, this is like throwing up - get it all out. This is a one-way conversation with an imaginary psychiatrist, as Harlan struggles to get it all out, figure it all out, put it all together and,...