Slowly rolling down the streets
I think to myself I hope I have done enough
Enough to get this new job. Going through all thier hops.
As my wife drops me off early in the morning and I get everything squared away with the secretary with my paperwork.
Call my doctor to make sure his paper work has gone through just to be able to use a computer for work instead of hand writting.
Hope that he fills out the paperwork soon so I can finally start my job.
Paperwork and more paperwork holding me back for being a working man once again because I say to much or have to prove my authentic self over and over again.
All the legalities that are my bumps in the road just to work again.
Hoping that all the pieces come together so I can finally get back on my feet after months of going no where but down into a deep dark spiral of depression.
Just hoping for the best as I take the bus home.
Artist hidden in the Shadows 