The lonely man sat by the window of his apartment. Looking out, dreaming of distant far away lands. He dreamt of many women holding him, loving him. Anything that made him forget his real life. The life he hated with all of his heart. Many nights he would cruse the Heavens above for giving him the life and the miserable body he had.

He had been born on a cold, rainy day in July. The doctors knew something was wrong from the start of his mothers' pregnancy. But, nothing had ever been said to her about it. They knew the drug they had given the mother to sleep had done damage to the little fetus.

When he was born the cruel doctors found out. The little baby had more defects than any of the doctors had ever seen. His little arms would hardly bend. His little hands were bend under, never to move. His little legs were crossed as an Indian sat by the campfire and were amputated 9 years later. Giving the young boy some relief from the pain that haunted him.

The years flew by for others, but to him a day seemed like a year. Another day to be poked by a doctor. Another day for kids to laugh at him. Another day for a cold hearted girl to laugh when he ask her on a date. Another day to cry himself to sleep.

As he got older, he began to start working out. Day after day he exercised every minute he could. Building his weak body into a very strong one. He began to compete in wheelchair races and won all that he entered. He grew into a fine young man full of confidence until a girl knocked him down.

A few years after he turned 18 he moved out on his own. Leaving the state hospital that had raised him. It was the only home he had ever known. His mother put him there when it came clear that she could never raise the baby without help. His father had died only months before he was to be born.

He had found a nice wheelchair accessible apartment only a few blocks from the Pacific Ocean in, San Diego. It looked like a tropical island with all of the strange and beautiful plants that surrounded the man made lagoon. It was a nice place and very quite. And, on nice days he would race his wheelchair the short distance to the beach and dream that love and happiness would some day come his way.