I guess I'm due for a check in and update.
Less than a week till I ship now. So I'm making the most of my time in solitude. And by that, I mean I'm listening to some of my favorite bands and home and drinkin beer. I really miss the days back when I stuck to myself. There was much less drama. There were much less opportunities to develop sour relationships with "good friends" over time. But, sometimes you gotta burn bridges just to move forward I suppose. Drinking alone isn't as depressing as I used to imagine it as. It's more of an opportunity to be nostalgic. Memories. It's funny how certain songs can vividly spark a recalling of scenes and events from your memories. For so long I had searched for a place to call my own, a social circle. No group I've ever been with felt natural. There was always a sense of awkwardness. But at one point, I did feel like I belonged somewhere. I had an active band. We played a bunch of shows. I had a girlfriend. I had a full time job. Nothing could bring me down. But it still didn't feel right. I had an appetite for greater things. I found that I was more happy in times that I would regress to my hermit state. So, I decided to pack up and move out...literally. I weighed my options. The best one was something that I had actually been debating for quite some time...join the Marine Corps. And I did. Shit started to make so much more sense. And I could see so clearly what I've got ahead of me. And I look forward to the work I've got to put in ahead. I know what I came from. I'll never forget it. I'll remember all the encounters and relationships I've had the pleasure or displeasure of having. It's all helped to build me. I've come a long way. Now I have to start a new chapter. I'm starting from scratch. I'm ready and willing. Whatever comes my way I'll await with open arms and an open mind.
Seen James Cameron's Avatar? Good movie. The ending reminds of of how things are now, where all I can do is wonder what's next.
Less than a week till I ship now. So I'm making the most of my time in solitude. And by that, I mean I'm listening to some of my favorite bands and home and drinkin beer. I really miss the days back when I stuck to myself. There was much less drama. There were much less opportunities to develop sour relationships with "good friends" over time. But, sometimes you gotta burn bridges just to move forward I suppose. Drinking alone isn't as depressing as I used to imagine it as. It's more of an opportunity to be nostalgic. Memories. It's funny how certain songs can vividly spark a recalling of scenes and events from your memories. For so long I had searched for a place to call my own, a social circle. No group I've ever been with felt natural. There was always a sense of awkwardness. But at one point, I did feel like I belonged somewhere. I had an active band. We played a bunch of shows. I had a girlfriend. I had a full time job. Nothing could bring me down. But it still didn't feel right. I had an appetite for greater things. I found that I was more happy in times that I would regress to my hermit state. So, I decided to pack up and move out...literally. I weighed my options. The best one was something that I had actually been debating for quite some time...join the Marine Corps. And I did. Shit started to make so much more sense. And I could see so clearly what I've got ahead of me. And I look forward to the work I've got to put in ahead. I know what I came from. I'll never forget it. I'll remember all the encounters and relationships I've had the pleasure or displeasure of having. It's all helped to build me. I've come a long way. Now I have to start a new chapter. I'm starting from scratch. I'm ready and willing. Whatever comes my way I'll await with open arms and an open mind.
Seen James Cameron's Avatar? Good movie. The ending reminds of of how things are now, where all I can do is wonder what's next.