Surrender
It was fitting that today my fellow sailors and I switched from summer whites to winter blues. We call the uniforms "Johnny Cashes" because its a black shirt, with black pants, black shoes and a black tie. But there's nothing in the navy that's black except polish, so of course they're so deeply navy blue that they're indistinguishable from black. So when I stepped out of my room and merged into a crowd of my fellows and noticed that we were all dressed for a funeral, I nodded and joined them.
For the last 3 months now, I've not been sleeping well. I get to sleep fine, but I only sleep for a couple hours before I find myself sitting straight up in a sweat, alarmed about something I don't remember. I'll wake like this 2-3 times a night, and every day I'm only a little less tired than when I went to bed. I waited a month to see the doc, and all he said was to exercise more than I already am and take benadryl on the weekends to help catch up on my deficit.
I'm beginning to notice a sad trend with my navy experiences. In boot camp, life was shitty, but we all looked forward to moving on to a-school. When we got to a-school, we realized it was shit and looked forward to power school. Now I'm in power school and I discover that it too is shit, and wonder if the next 6 years will just get progressively shittier. At least I'll only be able to look back with fond memories.
Picked up Fallout 3 today, but don't know when I'll be able to play it with the ridiculous study program I'm on. Distractions distractions need more distractions.
I really wish I could talk to a non-nuke about the fascinating things I'm learning, but I can't, because it's classified, and that limits me to talking to my peers.
I'm taking this time as an opportunity to realign my life goals and long term aspirations. when I make some progress I'll be sure to let you know.
"You know what's the hardest part about wearing that sweater under your shirt?"
"no, what"
"telling your folks that you're gay."
Thanks gebhard.
For the last 3 months now, I've not been sleeping well. I get to sleep fine, but I only sleep for a couple hours before I find myself sitting straight up in a sweat, alarmed about something I don't remember. I'll wake like this 2-3 times a night, and every day I'm only a little less tired than when I went to bed. I waited a month to see the doc, and all he said was to exercise more than I already am and take benadryl on the weekends to help catch up on my deficit.
I'm beginning to notice a sad trend with my navy experiences. In boot camp, life was shitty, but we all looked forward to moving on to a-school. When we got to a-school, we realized it was shit and looked forward to power school. Now I'm in power school and I discover that it too is shit, and wonder if the next 6 years will just get progressively shittier. At least I'll only be able to look back with fond memories.
Picked up Fallout 3 today, but don't know when I'll be able to play it with the ridiculous study program I'm on. Distractions distractions need more distractions.
I really wish I could talk to a non-nuke about the fascinating things I'm learning, but I can't, because it's classified, and that limits me to talking to my peers.
I'm taking this time as an opportunity to realign my life goals and long term aspirations. when I make some progress I'll be sure to let you know.
"You know what's the hardest part about wearing that sweater under your shirt?"
"no, what"
"telling your folks that you're gay."
Thanks gebhard.