I stared into the city from atop of Wayne manor, I breathe in with disgust. My night was over I had to get some sleep, the next morning Alfred wakes me up as he has brought me my breakfast and current press of The Gotham times. i guess I find comfort in reading my accomplishment afterwards I begin my morning routine. I believe in taking care of myself, and a balanced diet and a rigorous exercise routine. In the morning, if my face is a little puffy, I'll put on an ice pack while doing my stomach crunches. I can do over thousand now. After I remove the ice pack I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, then a honey almond body scrub, and on the face an exfoliating gel scrub. Then I apply an herb-mint facial masque which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an after shave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion. There is an idea of a Bruce Wayne. Some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me. Only an entity. Something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there,I get dress in my monkey suit as I refer to it, black tailored fitted slacks, stream pressed white collared dress shirt, black tie, with matching blazer. Today is a special day I have a stock holders meeting for Wayne Industries.

After  the pathetic morning rounds , putting on a awkward smile and greeting everyone I come in contact with, I have lunch at a upscale joint in the Middle of Gotham City called The Blue Heron, This upscale restaurant is one of the five-star gourmet dining experiences for the extremely wealthy of Gotham City. Still decorated in 1920s flair and finery, the Blue Heron is a constant in Gotham City nightlife. It's where you take someone to impress them with your money.  it's all a façade, a charade, This is not me, this is Bruce Wayne a flesh covered entity that I must display to the public, for what I am in the night is the only thing that comforts me.

The sun begins to set, Time for Bruce Wayne to lay down and spin a cocoon and release me into the night! For I am vengeance...I am the night...I. AM. BATMAN!!!