The cold and heartless world Mick was born into left him no choice. He had to learn how to take care of himself and figure out how to deal with the cruel rules of reality. He lost contact with all his siblings and was alone in the world.
Mick found s job as a truck driver. It wasn’t his lifetime dream but it paid the bills. This new position in life worked out pretty well for him, however, there weren’t too many opportunities to meet new people, and he was, yet again, very lonely.
Trying to Make Things Better
Mick wasn't lazy, and over the years he did in fact try to make things easier and better for himself. He tried to get a good and steady job, and he tried to nourish some sort of relations with other people, however, life had other plans and he was shoved onto a different route.
The fact that his life held a secret was put on the table when Mick was 16. Up until then, he was sure he was biologically part of the family, and just happened to be the quieter one. When he realized he was adopted, he discovered many other things too.
The Missing Part of the Puzzle
It was then that he understood why he found it difficult to bond with his other siblings. Suddenly all of the puzzle pieces fell into place and many of the ways of life he never understood suddenly made sense.
Knowing this now didn't make him feel any less lonely. In fact, it made him feel more isolated than he ever was. Later in life, he would lose the only two people who cared for him. When his adoptive parents passed away, Mick would find himself completely alone.
Not a Penny to His Name
Life, being life, had its ways and Mick sadly lost his job. This was his only source of income and the one thing he could rely on. He lost his job, and he lost his independence.
One of the biggest challenges of life was about to approach him, and Mick was nowhere near prepared for it. It would hit him like silent lightning on a bright summer's day and there was nothing he could do about it.
Guitar Street Player
The streets of San Leandro, California were calling for him and he felt that this was his destiny. Luckily he had a guitar that kept him company and was able to help him make a few dollars here and there.
He played his music on the streets of San Leandro. He didn't make much but was able to buy himself something hot to eat. It wasn't much, but that was all he had.