Jun 04, 2007 03:47
so i am back out at sea
something about it is harder this time then before
I think I was at sea so long I became numb to it.
I had a little taste of freedom and now everything is painful. Ironing uniforms, shaving, grey metal walls,navy news, bombs; it's all just a little bit much.
Cabin fever.
I want normal human things! I want a bed, warm food, intelligent conversation, love, sex, freedom. I just want to talk to someone who doesn't make me want to punch them in the face. I want to ride my bicycle!
I want to not miss out on things and people.
I understand why sailors are famous alcholics and people prone to debauchery.
I want a drink.
I want to debauch.
What can you do, huh?
Bite a bullet, grit your teeth, take it in the ass and plot out how you will make up for lost time.
I never know when I will be able to get on here. The internet gods have been unusually generous recently.
As always I miss you guys and I will be in touch.