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Things are pretty rough right now. Currently, I ain't even sure how I'm gonna make rent. Which is pretty bad, considering the fact that I work 12 hours a day, 6 days a week, in one of the most difficult professions that one can ever get himself into. What do I do? If I told people straight up what it is that I do, they would think that I'm insane. Maybe I am. Maybe it's just that they don't understand my motives. So here's my alibi: I'm a street hustler. Sound glamourous enough? Cos it sure as hell ain't a glamourous job at all. Try walking ten miles in the rain while carrying your body weight of shit. Pay the dadburned drycleaning bill for your fucked up suit. Then you might understand what I have to put up with. First couple weeks on the job, I thought I was getting arthritis in my knees. Bad. I'm 23. My feet were bleeding. Now they're bruised and scabbed up. There is absolutely no feeling in my heels. Read the last couple sentences and realize I ain't exaggerating.
The past couple weeks, things went from bad to worse. When I thought it couldn't get worse than that, it did. Then I remembered back to when I was 5 or 6 and my dad was driving one of those 16 wheelers. He loaded and unloaded shipments by himself so that he could support his wife and two kids, who he didn't even see for weeks on end sometimes. I remembered staying up, waiting for him to come home and then he didn't. I didn't understand back then, but now I'm kinda going through it myself and so I'm sticking it out because he did it for me.
The past couple weeks, things went from bad to worse. When I thought it couldn't get worse than that, it did. Then I remembered back to when I was 5 or 6 and my dad was driving one of those 16 wheelers. He loaded and unloaded shipments by himself so that he could support his wife and two kids, who he didn't even see for weeks on end sometimes. I remembered staying up, waiting for him to come home and then he didn't. I didn't understand back then, but now I'm kinda going through it myself and so I'm sticking it out because he did it for me.