I wish that I could have an exciting life like Jack Reacher, how much better things would be. Instead, I am stuck living in the perpetual hell that is my pattered existence. Lockdown consists of a nagging COVID fearing and cleaning obsessed wife, who is constantly using Chlorox wipes to sanitize anything that’s not moving including my keyboard while I was using it. Add that to the two basement dwellers AKA as my sons, who only come out of their subterranean hiding place to stuff their mouths and take mandatory weekly showers. The stench from the basement is a combination of raw sewage and a sweat shop. The pile up of plates and take out containers looks like the garbage scenes from WALL-E. Jack Reacher would not stand for this. I wish things were different does anyone understand????