The Struggling Man

Jack, a writer from NYC, has been having a hard few months. He is young and still lives with his family while he tries to make a name for himself. Everytime Jack wants to move on from his family, a number of misfortune turns up. His tale is a sad one, for no matter how much he tries, there is a need for him at home. Jack would have loved to travel the world and see the different oceans and seas. He also would have chased his true love who had to leave the big apple because of her emergencies. Jack sometimes feels alone and as though nothing right will come his way. But then Jack remembers, today is Wednesday. On this day, he gets paid and he goes to the local cafe, where you goes to listen to other foolish people and lives his life through them. Jack hears the story of a Air Pilot who has suffered many losses, but was a great hero. He would go home to his typewriter and tell the story of those people at the cafe as if it was his own. Jack still needs to deal with the folk and make sure they don't kill each other. But, he finds time in the midnight hour to get whatever freedom he can get to imagine a better life. Then he thinks of his love, and he wonders how she is at that moment. He frowns, knowing that it will be many moons before he will see her again. Then, he cries, because he can't help but feel helpless. He wishes to FLY, and to take his sweetheart to those beautiful mountains he only see's on television. To go to the farthest parts of the ocean and .....just live a little. Jack stops crying, wiping his tears with his old gray sweater. Jack continues to write, and write and write. Then he thinks of the madness at home and he wonder, why do I stay? Couldn't they help themselves through this? But Jack was the voice of reason. When Jack goes away, even for a day, everything is upsidedown in the house and he see's why it is important for him to stay. Jack writes again, and he starts comparing himself to George Bailey from It's a Wonderful Life. Maybe there is some good being done by him being stuck in this rut. He let's these thoughts go, knowing that though it is nice to think he has a purpose in life, it wasn't going to make him any happier. Jack dreams of planes and he flies away. The only peace that poor Jack has is his typewriter and the hope that tomorrow his parents may perhaps die.
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