For As Long As I Can Remember, I've Been Fascinated By Collections. People That Dedicate Their Lives

For as long as I can remember, I've been fascinated by collections. People that dedicate their lives to collecting coins, comic books, shoes, etc. I've never had the patience to collect one thing in particular but I still consider myself a collector. I attach setimental value to random shit and then I surround myself with it. When I was a kid I was really good at finding four leaf clovers and I'd press em in between the pages of my Precious Moments bible. I should really ask my Mama if she still has that lyin' around somewhere.

Here lately, my focus has shifted to feathers. I've got a small pile on my dresser of ones I've found on my walks. Today was particularly fruitful. I found four that my cousin said all came from mockingbirds. Then there was the one in this picture... See, I tend to talk to myself when I go on these walks. I'll whisper out plans for the future or talk myself through things that have happened in the past and try to dig out a lesson. Today, I decided to give myself a pep talk. I was walking up a particularly steep hill and I was reminding myself of all the things I've done. Just as I was realizing that, even though I've had a lot of help along the way, I've also accomplished a great deal on my own. Sure, there were people there to guide me but I was the one that made it work. I'm stronger than I give myself credit for.

Amyway... just as I was reaching the top of the hill and reminding myself that I'm a survivor and always have been, I saw this little hawk feather. Sometimes life has a beautiful sense of timing.

Cops were at work when I got there. Turns out one of my co-workers had been stealin' shit. She admitted to around $850 on top of cigarettes, beer, food, etc... Y'all, she even came into work wearin' sunglasses that she stole!

Small, itty bitty part of me feels bad for her. She's so obviously on drugs and her old man is a piece of shit. There's somethin' about this area tho. It's like motherfuckers around here WANT to be trash. I just don't get it.

Alright so I've got a bit of a dilemma/serious question: my whole life, I've worked fairly simple jobs. Retail and manual labor. Not much thought involved. Y'all all seem to have jobs that require brains. I'm just gettin' started with this pharmacy tech shit and already I'm overwhelmed by the acronyms and jargon. I guess what I wanna know is, does this shit get easier or am I fucked?