Welcome back, old friend
It's interesting. Being able to write about things that others may or may not read. It's feels intensely therapeutic.
Life marches on, continually.
Got out of the Marine Corps over a year ago. Attending college. Drifting aimlessly.
I really need a goal, a purpose, a drive. Something besides a college major, anyway.
I enjoy being outside. Immersed in the earth. Toes in the sand, laying on grass, that sort of thing. Need to get out and run some more.
I don't know how I feel about my relationship. Some days it's great, and other's it's not. I feel that, just like me, it's just drifting along. And, I don't like the feeling.
Whoever is out there, hellllloooooo.
Matthew
Life marches on, continually.
Got out of the Marine Corps over a year ago. Attending college. Drifting aimlessly.
I really need a goal, a purpose, a drive. Something besides a college major, anyway.
I enjoy being outside. Immersed in the earth. Toes in the sand, laying on grass, that sort of thing. Need to get out and run some more.
I don't know how I feel about my relationship. Some days it's great, and other's it's not. I feel that, just like me, it's just drifting along. And, I don't like the feeling.
Whoever is out there, hellllloooooo.
Matthew