Brief overview

> I'm a successful freelancer that's always on the move
> majority of the year I'm sleeping in either my car, motel room or at job provided quarters

I had to ditch most of my friends because they're losers with no ambitions and have priority issues.

Over the years I have joined a few organizations, contributed and earned my share of success and networking.

My new brothers and colleagues are great people, but I don't feel a full connection because we didn't grow up together.

I'm always happy for their success and am honored when I'm invited to celebrations. But unless we survived a crisis together, I'm unable to see my new colleagues as actual brothers