When I get out I am going to gentrify the North side. They are ripe for the picking, and a mere $20,000 cash can get me started. That neighborhood has had it coming for a long time.

Sell the House
Sell the Car
Sell the Kids

I begin my trek back to the States in a mere 2 hours. 8 hours on a bus 20 total hours on planes or in airports. I feel the nervous anticipation a school boy might feel when being summoned to the principal's office; not knowing whether its good news or if Principal Johnson found out about the switchblade in my locker.

I fly back to the States on the 25th, and I wish I was staying here...crazy.

I'm tired, so fucking tired, of all this bullshit. Hell is the impossibilty of reason, that's the army, so that's my life.