Strap yourselves in, boys. We're in for some chop.
T-minus one week and counting. Sarah moves out a week from today. After having been dating, engaged, and married collectively for the last 5 years, that will be a milestone, which got me thinking about some others...
It's been almost 15 years since I met Nate & Elvis; so began the Dew obsession. Pushing 13 for James.
About 8 1/2 since I broke up with Bern and then started seeing Sarah for the first time. Seven since the Baptastrophe, and pushing 5 since the Cate-aclysm.
Almost 8 years since the last World War with my dad. Those used to happen every 5 years, like clockwork.
Eleven years in June since high school, and 7 since getting out of college, and the fire department. Still remember what cooked people smells like.
A month later I started working...a month after that I moved to Baltimore. Six and half years in the vicinity have made me rather fond of it.
Ten years this month since I shaved my head, and about a month away from 12 since my first paintball game.
Time flies, bitches. Life is bigger than right now. I'm ready for what's next.