She slumped down in the chair next to her bedroom window. All of the drapes were closed to keep the late winter sun out of her room. It seemed easier to make the decision to run when she was in a dark and gloomy place. Outside the doors of the house she was existing in there was a great deal of hope for the future that she just could not believe in. She knew what the world was like and she didn't like it. She knew how difficult it was to keep a government running and a people fed. Were these amateurs truly ready for running a civilization? Pulling one down was easy enough. Building one back up and keeping it secure was another matter entirely.