Well it's been a few months since I was discharged from the NAVY and here I am. I'm still stuck in oklahoma which is full of beautiful women if you can find a woman to date that doesn't have a child that is. I still don't have a job, no income, and bills are starting to up. I'm honestly starting to wonder if anyone and I do mean anyone cares about an unemployed veteran, granted I'm still young but that doesn't mean I haven't sustained injuries that make some work hard to do.
Well I can't really complain to much about the job part, I'm sure I'll get one soon (hopefully) but all I could really ask for is to have someone to party it up with. I miss the beach, and I miss the fast paced life out on the coast. I miss the friends I had and no longer can see, and I miss the daily rewarding work I did while I was stationed in Virginia Beach.
Sometimes I sit here and ask myself what I did to deserve being exhiled from the life I loved only to return to the hell I ran from, and what it means to be constantly longing to return to a life worth living.