2015
10 years ago
Laying in bed waiting to pass out is a good time to make a journal summarizing the year I suppose.
2015 will be a year I always remember. Certain events more prolifically than others. It was in this year I operated in my job field for the first time and, to use a worn out phrase, it was awesome.
It was also a year that I experienced loss more great than I could ever prepare myself for. I went out of my mind, and I suspect I'll be recovering from it for a great while.
2015 was a year I was lucky to have as good friends as I do, and they alone are to be credited with pulling me back into a semi realm of sanity. For that I can't express a great enough gesture of gratitude. Thank you hardly seems to scratch the surface, but thank you none the less.
In this year, I realize my priorities in life have shifted. Perhaps they will shift again in the coming years, perhaps not. But, being confined to this island as time continues to drift on by has begun to wear more deeply on me than I imagined. I think i value the idea of being free with a much higher regard. While serving a purpose is certainly still ingrained inside me, perhaps it will be better if I can make my own way, as opposed to sitting on an island and hoping for the chance to. This is a long winded way of saying that I intend to serve my remaining time in the service, and move on.
While it may not sound like much, I can't help but to daydream about living in the back of my truck, spending my time going where I will, where I can, where my friends are.
I think I'm rambling. I didn't mean to make this sound as dramatic as I'm sure I did. Whatever the case, I hope the new year is wonderful to you all.
Take care, and perhaps I'll get back to drawing more frequently in the future.
2015 will be a year I always remember. Certain events more prolifically than others. It was in this year I operated in my job field for the first time and, to use a worn out phrase, it was awesome.
It was also a year that I experienced loss more great than I could ever prepare myself for. I went out of my mind, and I suspect I'll be recovering from it for a great while.
2015 was a year I was lucky to have as good friends as I do, and they alone are to be credited with pulling me back into a semi realm of sanity. For that I can't express a great enough gesture of gratitude. Thank you hardly seems to scratch the surface, but thank you none the less.
In this year, I realize my priorities in life have shifted. Perhaps they will shift again in the coming years, perhaps not. But, being confined to this island as time continues to drift on by has begun to wear more deeply on me than I imagined. I think i value the idea of being free with a much higher regard. While serving a purpose is certainly still ingrained inside me, perhaps it will be better if I can make my own way, as opposed to sitting on an island and hoping for the chance to. This is a long winded way of saying that I intend to serve my remaining time in the service, and move on.
While it may not sound like much, I can't help but to daydream about living in the back of my truck, spending my time going where I will, where I can, where my friends are.
I think I'm rambling. I didn't mean to make this sound as dramatic as I'm sure I did. Whatever the case, I hope the new year is wonderful to you all.
Take care, and perhaps I'll get back to drawing more frequently in the future.
And I am really happy that you found your resolution also that you found your way back to sanity again.