. I think I can.

I'm staying up late on the net. I came across this photo, and I feel so strongly about it I'm fidgeting. I can't shake the feeling.
These are the foremen (and the camp supe) for my old company, A and M. The scowling gent at the top right is my old foreman Latimer, he's only 23.
I didn't do so great at this company. I tried, but in terms of numbers I was pretty dismal on the crew. This foreman...I would have chewed my arm off (no, really) to plant 2000 trees for him, because that was the only way to be someone to him. I would go back to that ugly company just to plant 2K for the people in that photo, so they'd look me in the eye and know that I could.
This year, my foreman (while drunk, it's the only time you can get true, valuable information from them about your personal worth) told me that I was the hardest worker on her crew. There was a thirdspace sermon once about Trying Really Hard. I think about it almost every day on the block. Look up the notes for it from ::Blondel.
I don't think I've ever worked harder at something. I'm getting my 2k next month, and I know I'm going to cry when I do. It's hard to explain, but there came a point last year when nobody in that photo believed I could do it anymore. It was just me, on the block sweating, and saying I think I can over and over. It's going to be a glory day when I do, finally.
Try really hard, guys. Try really, really hard.