Occasionally I Pause What I'm Doing To Reflect On What's Going On In My Life. Right Now I Feel My Faith In A Lot Of Things Collapsing. It Saddens Me To Feel This Way About Society. It Seems To Me That The Majority Of People Strive To Be Just Like Each Other, No Different, Yet At The Same Time Claiming To Be Unique. They Have The Tendency To Back Out Of A Situation At The Point When They Encounter Turbulence In It, A Lack Of Perseverance If You Will. This Goes Along With A Lack Of Morals. Granted I'm By No Means A Saint Myself, But I Strive To Learn From My Mistakes And Wrongdoings, And Apply Such Experiences To Myself In Order To Develop A Sort Of Wisdom From It. I'm Growing More Every Day, And In Turn Distancing Myself from The Rest Of The World, As I Feel It Has Distanced Itself From Me.
Yes, I Am Overseas To Fight A War That I Don't Claim As My Own. I Don't View This As A Burden, Nor Do I Dread It. I View It As A Chance. A Chance To Better Myself. I'm Leaving Behind So Many Things I've Done That I Shouldn't Have, As Well As So Many Things I Should Have, That I Didn't. I'm Not Seeking Redemption, As I Feel That No One Should Ever Receive That, Rather A Grace Period To Reflect And Better Myself. I'm Coming Back Hopefully In The Same State Of Health As I Left, Only This Time I'm Coming Back And Starting A New Way Of Life. The Way Things Are Now Will Be Just A Memory, As My Life Goes On. I'm Leaving Iraq, The Army, And New York And Moving Back To Arizona For Good. I'll Be Enrolling In School, Purchasing My Very First House, And Hopefully Starting A Family Of My Own (That Part Gets ME Really Excited). The Only Reason I'm Going To Be Able To Do All This At Once Is Because Of The Government Benefits Ive Earned By Involvement In Our Country's Fucked Up Wars. But I Think Its Worth it. I Shoveled Shit For three and a half Years So That I Could Have All This. Things Are Looking Up, I'm Actually Looking Forward To This, To Coming Home To My Family, To Owning That Roof...