I was working that new residential job over on the east side today and the humidity was just OPPRESSIVE, like the sky was a wet towel draped over the back of my neck. …

I guess I should start by saying I'm only sixteen, but today after my shift at the site it felt like I was a hundred years old. …

You know that feeling when the sheer physical demand of standing at a mahogany desk for nine hours starts to manifest as a kind of structural failure in your spine?

My knee feels like a bag of broken glass, every step on site is a fucking performance of agony, like trying to prove I'm not a liability to guys half my age. …