So I got a job and was asked to work the next day - I was told I'd be working for atleast fourty hours every week and I would be working every Saturday and Sunday... Unfortunately, I had no idea that I'd be working for 16 hours on Saturday and Sunday and then pulling and eight hour shift any given day during the week. I was hired the day before Mother's Day. I didn't find out my schedule until around the time I had planned on leaving work to take my mother out for dinner. So I sat at work - for sixteen hours - and whenever I had a little time, I put the pieces of this song together.

    To Mom of course. I've wasted alot of her time and money experimenting with things I knew I couldn't stick with, but now that I know what I want to do in my life and actually need her moral, emotional, and financial support, I'm afraid I've exhausted her supplies (in ever way). I appreciate her beyond belief for just sticking by me and going along with whatever changes I've made in my life, however costly and whim-based. I love my mom.