Tag: JOURNEY
Grief
For griefs sake Mr. Cheerdafuckup. Fucked up memories. Unlocked closets of mysteries. Grieving the silent self and the suppressed me. Somewhere along the centuries of eternity. We will smile again, so for griefs sake,, Mr. Cheerdafuckup.
Day 1
Number of days sober: 1 I desire to be sober again. Escaping hasn’t worked; it is time to try something new. Pausing for a moment of reflection, it isn’t that escaping didn’t work, it is that I outgrew the tool. I have things I would like to do and they are better done sober.
Exploring Options
I’ve recently reopened my dream folder on my computer and have had some interesting ideas spring forth. Before I can allow myself to feel comfortable with the dream, I need to explore why another model of it failed. We were successful in our mission. We excelled at peer to peer groups, financial assistance, and helping…
My Deployment to Djibouti
The travel was intense: Norfolk to Atlanta, Atlanta to FT Benning (renamed now), Ft Benning to Atlanta, Atlanta to Norfolk, Norfolk back to Atlanta, back to FT Benning, Back to Atlanta, back to Norfolk, forward onto Italy, then Bahrain, then Dubai, then Djibouti. Returning home was just as interesting: In-between: Kenya, Ethiopia Djibouti to Dubai,…
