Delirious

                This story is just a continuous repetition of Jacks puzzlement but with different experiences and tales. He isn't progressing in his lifestyle and just finds himself in the same situation but with different people. He doesn't know what he wants in life and just thinks that whatever he is doing at the moment and wherever he is is his "fate" and he is bound to stay there forever. "My back began to ache. But it was beautiful kneeling and hiding in that earth: if I felt like resting I did, with my face on the pillow of brown moist earth. Birds sang an accompaniment. I thought I had found my life's work." I doubt he actually even enjoys his new job and just tells himself that he loves it so that he can believe that all of his work and sacrifices were worth it.
                The problem with Jack is that he gets too caught up in other peoples lives. He originally started out on the road in order to achieve a single goal and now he's forgetting his purpose. "I forgot all about the East and all about Neal and Allen and the bloody road." He thinks that by getting involved with others, he can ignore his own purpose and just start a new life, but fate won't give it to him that easily. "Everything was collapsing" and before he knows it, "I was on the road again."
                Now he's left his little Mexican family and hasn't gained much from it. He ended up having to borrow ANOTHER 50 dollars from his mother, "my mother had saved my lazy ass again.", and now he's almost a hobo. "I had a dollar left. I sat on the low cement wall in back of a Hollywood parking lot and made the sandwiches using a piece of flat wood I found on the ground and cleaned to spread the mustard.... This was my last night in Hollywood and I was spreading mustard on my lap in back of a parkinglot john."
                Truthfully, I believe he's done this to himself. He should've just stayed on track and not gone down "the wrong road" which he's done all too many times. This boy better pick himself up and do something soon otherwise he'll just end up like the "Ghost" of an old man. "The Ghost was a shriveled, little old man with a paper satchel who claimed he was headed for 'Canady'." What Jack and the old man both have in common is that they have their own destinations that they think they're headed too but never reach.