"Trying My Best"

Jack and Jill are swinging on old swings at the public park. They're mid 20s, grew up together, and genuinely best friends. 

Jack: "I know you think I got it all figured out."

Jill: I never said that. 

Jack: You have that look in your eye. 

Jill: I know you don't have it all figured out. But why do you think I think that about you?

Jack: "'Cause I walk around like my head's in the clouds" but I'm more grounded than that. 

Jill: You've been through a lot. It's okay to not have it all figured out. Just go with the flow. You can't be everything to everyone.

Jack: "I'm just a boy" you know?

Jill: I know. 

Jack: How do I feel grown?

Jill: Not sure. I feel younger now than I did at 18. Sure there are more responsibilities but somehow I have more freedom and time. 

Jack: How's work?

Jill: The ER? It's been a nightmare. Chaotic as usual, like the other night there was this guy "with his heart pourin' out" and then another guy that had a soup spoon coming out "of his head." Neither of them could tell us what happened. Man. "I wish that you could see the pain that I've seen." There was so much confusion. 

Jack: How do you get by?

Jill: Well I just pretend I'm actually somewhere else. A small part of me gets to be me but not in the ER. "All of the time I spent being not me" just to ensure I could save a little bit of me somewhere else.

Jack: That's good that you can do that. You’re always so positive. 

Jill: Jack, you know me better than that. "I hope you know that it's not always happy in my head" and there's a lot I think about. 

Jack: "'Cause I don't know" how you do it. You're so strong. I'm better behind the desk. 

Jill: That’s so true!

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