Roofing Blues

Im pouring in sweat, Im sure im going to die. My chest heaves with effort, I feel like im having a heat stroke. I rip into the shingles once more, nearly stumbling with fatigue, and I think of the irony that this is supposed to be spring break. I had agreed to do this roof over spring break because of money....I needed some very badly. life in college doesn't pay well and my truck likes gas.