Today I woke up in a place I shouldn't have been. Not a bad place. Just not where I should be. I mean, why am I always waking up on furniture other than my own bed? Great question. Too lazy to get up I guess. I dunno.
I fear that I'm running out of space. Space for my shit, space for my thoughts. Space for everything really. Its time. Just where to go... where to go... North or South? It's a hard decision actually.
Redding: Reminds me of PA because of all the trees. It's more back woodsy. I could easily get property there much cheaper than down south. Guns. I know 2 people there.
Long Beach---ish. (Location not chosen yet. General area tho. lol) : Warmer. Closer to my niece Hailey. I know 4 people there. Beach.
Pros and cons to both. So, I'm still in limbo. I'll make a final decision after I get back from So Cal mid January. I wanna plan this out so the past doesn't repeat itself. I wanna do WRIISC before I move tho. There's only 4 in the country. The closest one is actually not even 2 hours away. When I move it'll be at LEAST 6 hours. Better if I just do it before I go. Either way, it won't be for a few months.
I've been observing. People watching. The interactions of some actually make me ill. Others make me laugh in disbelief that they're doing it AGAIN. Random things. I didn't realize how many whores I knew; how many scandalous people I was in the company of. It's sad what you find when you really start looking deep into the character of person; and see nothing but ego and arrogance. I have seen the worse of people w/out them realizing their doing it. You can't help someone who refuses to get help. Period.
It's 5 days til Christmas and all I can think about is payday. I wish i could get access to all my damn money. I hate being broke. Christmas has always been an awkward holiday for me. Sure, it was cool getting 2 sets of presents ALMOST every year, but there was always this awkward feeling. One parent would get jealous of what the other parent got for us. Broken families are dysfunctional like that tho. Which sometimes can be hilarious. Others, it's a nightmare. Being poor was just an added bonus. Might explain the high enlistment rate in PA.
I've been seeing a lot of fog lately. Reminds of of Iraq. Tho, of course, Iraq is all dust and blah. Here it's like precipitation and smog lol. I know it sounds weird, but as much as I hated my old unit, i'd rather be in Afghanistan with THEM right now. Doing my job. I had one of the film crew tell me that I'm doing the same thing now as I did in Iraq... "Still trying to save people."
Oh yea. Here's something no one knows. haha I keep my old windshield wipers in my trunk to get the excess water off the back window easier. lol Ya know. Cuz I'm short. :)
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