| It's one o'clock in the morning and I can't sleep. It's one of those
nights. I feel like going to war, but with whom and over what? Anyone
and anything would suffice. Growing up is a painful process. My faith
in humanity is quickly dwindling to nothing and cynicism is taking over
my world view. The evil man is capable of is mindblowing, and perhaps
the scariest thought is that I am every bit as capable as the worst of
them. But by the grace of God go I. My shoulder still hurts, it's been
a month and is healing very slowly. Like I said it's just one of those
nights. I feel like I need to talk to someone but there's no one there or
if there were, I wouldn't have anything to say. I guess what doesn't
kill us makes us stronger. I can't wait to go back to work. I think
being here is starting to get to me. I need the structure. I know I'm
rambling and making no sense to anyone reading this, but that's by
design. Take care y'all.
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| I can't wait for the arnold classic. It's what, about four and a half
months away. I wish it were here now. Let's hear it for the greatest,
purest sport out there.
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| I went out to find myself and never came back.
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