When I was a kid I liked to write. I wrote stories to the delight of a few friends and my family. I started a neighborhood paper. I'd go around to all my neighbors and interview them for an exclusive biography. Jesus, I was weird. In high school and college I wrote for the newspaper. Then shit, it happens. I work bluecollar now. Warehouse, plant jobs, I'm completely lost in this industrial blackhole. Everyone tells me I should start writing again and I just nod my head. Truth is I blew my chance long ago. Nobility and love aren't inseparable. I believe the best jobs are the ones you've been doing your whole life. Like your favorite pair of jeans, they just fit you. Designer or knockoffs, whatever fits, just grab them before they're taken off the shelf.