His father was sitting in the chair watching Tv. He was getting older and during the weak he was not much of a person to talk to. He felt angry. He felt entitled to more than he was getting. From his work. His work was his life. To him it was, or so he thought. In reality he was surrounded by so much more. There was a loving partner, always by his side, full of wisdom and intelligence and generosity. There was his son. Who adored him. There was his house. It was nice. In a nice neighbourhood. There were so many people who looked up to him. But all he ever did was feeling disappointed in himself. And as such he was channelling his own father who probably felt the same way. And now he was passing it on to his own son. With the way he challenged him the minute he walked through the door. With the way he tried to impose himself. And the son? He was in a weak state after a breakup and a business failure. But he had discovered something. It did not have to go on this way. This was going to be the end of this cycle. It was going to stop here and then, today. he was not for another minute willing to carry an old man's burden who had long passed away.