Whenever I look at myself in the mirror I wonder who is in it. Not so much as in I'm clueless of my identity as a human being, but it's more a reflection on who I am up to this point after all the things I have done or experienced in my past.
1 year ago - I was a disgraced navy veteran (how I felt, not indicative of my naval service), reduced to living with his parents and starting community college with kids barely out of high school. More reason to continue drinking, although snide remarks about my drinking habits were wearing on me.
2 years ago - I was a drunk and partying asshole sailor with a great Canadian girlfriend, and making preparations for my last deployment to Japan the beginning of the following month.
3 years ago - I was an emotional wreck. I just got off of my second deployment to Turkey and my girlfriend had just dumped me. I began sinking down into more depression and drinking.
4 years ago - Only 5 days ago was September 11th. I was on the burning hot flightline in Prince Sultan Air Base, Saudi Arabia, servicing and prepping EA-6B's with MOPP 0 chemical/biological gear in tow on my first deployment. My St. Bernard died of old age only a week before.
5 years ago - I was in the middle of Navy bootcamp in Great Lakes, Illinois. All I was worried about was getting out of bootcamp, getting to A-school and out to the fleet, and retaining as much of my Straight Edge hardcore-punk skateboarder identity as possible.
It's amazing to remember where you've been in life and this is only the last 5 years of reflection on who and where I was on September 16th, and what was going through my head at the time.
Task for my readers:
Follow suit and tell me where you were and your thoughts at the time each 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 years ago.
1 year ago - I was a disgraced navy veteran (how I felt, not indicative of my naval service), reduced to living with his parents and starting community college with kids barely out of high school. More reason to continue drinking, although snide remarks about my drinking habits were wearing on me.
2 years ago - I was a drunk and partying asshole sailor with a great Canadian girlfriend, and making preparations for my last deployment to Japan the beginning of the following month.
3 years ago - I was an emotional wreck. I just got off of my second deployment to Turkey and my girlfriend had just dumped me. I began sinking down into more depression and drinking.
4 years ago - Only 5 days ago was September 11th. I was on the burning hot flightline in Prince Sultan Air Base, Saudi Arabia, servicing and prepping EA-6B's with MOPP 0 chemical/biological gear in tow on my first deployment. My St. Bernard died of old age only a week before.
5 years ago - I was in the middle of Navy bootcamp in Great Lakes, Illinois. All I was worried about was getting out of bootcamp, getting to A-school and out to the fleet, and retaining as much of my Straight Edge hardcore-punk skateboarder identity as possible.
It's amazing to remember where you've been in life and this is only the last 5 years of reflection on who and where I was on September 16th, and what was going through my head at the time.
Task for my readers:
Follow suit and tell me where you were and your thoughts at the time each 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 years ago.
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2 years ago: dealing with a horrible breakup. especially bad since we were together for four years. and i was living in chicago and going to school.
3 years ago: i was just having fun. dating my boss and pining away after a friend of mine. i was on a short hiatus from the long term girl friend. just gove back from europe.
4 years ago: came back from my 3 week road trip to montana and colorado. climbed a lot with some friends, went back packing, got fucked over by some other friends and hungout with the gf. going back to work at the clinic i had just left.
5 years ago: not much. way too into hardcore, going to shows all the time. being an asshole about people not being sxe or vegan.