gocarnivore

Hello to all. I have started this because of a lack of outlet and abundance of time. So from the start. about four monts ago i broke up with my girlfriend of 4 years, not a messy one, but traumatic none the less. I was pretty messed up, she was also my best friend. I spent the next couple of months travelling around the country and drinking, both in excess. I wanted to leave Chicago but didn;t want to go back down south. No direction. Then i get a call fom an old friend.
Me: What have you been doing with your life
Her: i started skydiving.
Me: rad, when.
Her: four years ago, after my father died.
Me: Where are you?
Her: about an hour and a half from chicago. Why don't you come and check it out.
Me: o.k. click.
It didn't take much twisting to get me in and out of the plane. So now i am addicted. I have ony jumped a couple of times but was offered a job packing at the drop zone, which would pay for the 15 or so more jumps that i need for certification. But this situation seemes more than perfect. My requirements for the next year of my life were as follows.
!. not to live in the city
2. not to have to work like a dog.
3. have fun
fulfilled. the drop zone is out in the middle of nowhere. there is a river and a pond for swimming everyday and everyone there is a jumper with a completely differt outlook on liffe than most poeple in the city. Plus im Jumping out of fing airplanes for a living. This could work out well.going on thursday for the weekend to learn how to pack and complete a couple more jumps. i may update a couple more times before then. also, i am sending out friend requests mostly to people in chicago in the hopes that when i am not out at the drop someone may want to hang out, or at least read this rambling mess.