Beginning, Middle and End.

Everyday get up early.

Everyday get done late, and then later.

The ride across the bridge is charged by whatever your day had in store for you.

I feel like I can remember every single job I ever did as an art handler.

I can ask my friends from work, and we can piece together a job at a time, weaving

jobs into days, weeks into years and the gaps get filled in with the bullshit

and jokes that make this job special.