Keep On Trucking Across Dimensions

He woke up to the sound of his two alarm clocks. It was fairly early in the morning as the sun was far from up. Slipping from under his well worn sheets saturated with sweat, the man made himself upright. Staring blankly for awhile as his eyes focused he contemplated laying back down for an additional 15 minutes. '15 minutes more couldn't matter that much, right?' he mused internally until speaking aloud, "Dang, if only I didn't need that damn money!" How he kept finding himself with so many bills was beyond his understanding. Surly all of the money spent over the years went towards worthwhile things! Though it wasn't the case in actuality. The guy sucked a budgeting and when it came to spending it didn't take much to beguile cash from holey pockets. However despite a lack of planning their always appeared a silver lining made of golden opportunities! One such opportunity appeared in the form of a change in career. There were wanted signs posted all down town asking for tractor trailer drivers who could travel long distances. Being single without children, he had no obligations preventing this chance to make something of a small fortune. Yet the hardest part of getting started was the actual getting started! "Groan! Don't know if I've got any coffee left in the downstairs kitchen, but oh well. Why must I suffer so?" he frustratedly exclaimed to himself. This routine was typical of his usual mornings.