Writing hid story everyday some day will become one day. As the wind blew he sat in starbucks drinking a hot chocolate ad his phone upgraded.
His friends all grew up working or with family. He seen them as family but realized his chapter was over and would have to move on. They settled for their journey he wanted to do more with his writing or create turn his ideas into short clips.
He told the truth, and ****** people off. All his courage the confidence it took for him to put his being into the writing. Trying to find those feelings and emotions to express himself. Trying to be creative while others tried to censor him. Guilt him like he did wrong when all he did was express himself.
He loved the creative process it made sense so many want to be critics on the finish product. All his time and effort ripped apart in a matter of seconds. Wrote it down hoping to make sense of the insanity.

He went to the batting cages with his sister. It was a process figuring out the timing and when to swing. It took a while but he was able to adjust and adapt to the situation.
It took him back to when he use to coach softball. It was fun it was all new and loved coaching it helped with his people skills and understand the game. He enjoyed the sport. He treated it like a job since he wasn't working at the time.
He use play sports in high school not the biggest guy on the football team but all heart with the best foot work.
He loved coaching willing to work with everyone because when he trained boxing he was excluded told he was to old and didn't get trained well. He observed and listened to everything that was going on around him.
When he held pads for his cousin he was honored he trusted and believed in him. His cousin taught him what he learned.

He loved his job because they gave him a chance and he returned the favor by busting his ***. He was always up beat and positive around negative bitter employees. He said he would be active and involved doing extra.
He worked with employees that did the bare minimum waiting to collect benefits and retire. He had health conditions and needed to be at work so he could pay for insurance.
He dealt with bad leads that dumped the work on him but he saw it as a way to prepare so when he became a lead. He didn't care for job titles he did the work and took pride in it.
Bad health or not he gave his all because everyone settled or gave up Not motivated only sticking around because the pay was enough to keep them around.  
He never milked his injuries he had to be at work because people would complain and he didn't want his crew to look bad. God forbid he gets his health right and takes time off.
He was the heart of the team he did the extra while others did a half *** job just enough to get by. They believed in him at the beginning then gave up on him since they had to step it up when he missed due to his health issues.
Lots of people play the union card or its not my job rather than stepping it up doing what you can to make it easy for the next guy. He always said "don't leave it for the next guy be the guy." People want a job but don't want to work everything is earned not given. He was a team player even if they helped him or not. The work was easier when he was there but worse when he came back after a medical leave.
Most ditch work he could only miss, if he had a medical procedure or doctors appointment. He wanted to live his life but he had to do that on his own time when he wasn't sore or too tired to do so
He didn't want to leave his wing man they were a power team and had one anothers back. While the morning crew never teamed up unless it had to be done last minute. The day should be the set up and night clean up. Due to lack of team work the night crew helps with the set up.

After a fee set back you shake it off and stay focused. Everything you wanted is not meant to be yet. Everyday is a fight sometimes you let God take on battle because it can't be won.
Trying to stay on course but side tracks and detours are part of life. In and out of the hospital learning to take better care of yourself. The self destruction no one care only you could fix yourself. The past can't be changed and the people who hurt you won't fix what they broke.
They used you then dropped you like a bad habit. Once you loved your heart doesn't want to hurt them while the mind wants to plot revenge. It doesn't make it right or any better everything becomes worse than before.

Avoiding that wicked person who always complained trying to take others down because life is miserable. Always negative over dumb things they are that petty.
They are fake to your face while talking about you behind your back. Giving an opinion no one asked.
Talking like they are a somebody but really a nobody pretending to be a somebody. Talking so much they believe their own lies and will go against you if you question them or challenge their way of thinking. They won't just attack you their try to erase your existence.
He didn't like those kind of people what ***** most was he had family members that behaved this way. It was terrible behavior that inexcusable.
He learned to be honest and to treat people right. He got quiet and walked away from the pain all the frustration that would ruin his day.

He wondered if he'd ever be normal again laying in the dark. Elevating his feet because they'd swell up. Waiting for that call from Arizona that 480 area code for a possible donor.
It's sad but the person signed up for it to help others. The person needs to pass in under 45 minutes once the plug is pulled. The ***** is placed in a simulator to produce bile if that works the person waiting has to race to from CA to AZ. Once the ***** is set the person will get a liver as those calls are exciting but draining.
You tell a few people then feel like a disappointment because it hasn't happened yet. Somethings are beyond your control you have no say. He didn't want to miss work, or leave his coworker because work would pile up. He'd come back to a mess.
The problem was they can't get coverage and some complain trying to get his crew in trouble following procedure. They dk how it works but assume the job is easy. Catering to their needs already isn't enough.
Trying to use the union to manipulate everyone while harassing everyone in their little cliques that don't do anyone any favors out for their selfish gain

Jakeb had a dream his ex got with his brother's best friend. He didn't feel bad or have any remorse, he knew what his brother's friend was about.
He was a player and nothing serious would become of what was going on. She tried to make him jealous because she thought it would give her the upper hand. He knew anyone after would be a downgrade.
He felt nothing because her games made him become emotionless. She violated his trust and wasted his time her opinions no longer mattered. He went numb when it came to her. She couldn't change or manipulate him anymore.