Alone. Impetuous. Fearful of commitment. Fearful of lots of things. Self-loathing. Just like your father. Poet. These are a few of the words used to describe Jackson Joseph. Sounds like every writer we've ever known. "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I..." One of the quotes, from one of the poets, he loves to cite. Sounds like any kid whoever went to high school in the suburbs in the last fifty years. Sounds like any kid who dreamed of always taking the road less traveled, but took the path most told of; always fantasized about being alive, but never truly lived a day in his life. Until now. Join Jackson on his journey as an almost-thirty something, an almost man, just realizing that being almost anything isn't good enough. Sometimes, you have to lose who you've been, where you've been, who you've been with... you have to lose and get lost, to find something- to find the poet.