Pulled thin like salt-water taffy.
After much deliberation, contemplation, and declaration of the emancipation proclomation, I have decided that I’m going to take a little risk and move to Hawaii. Why is it risky? Well, I’ll be moving to an isolated island, for one. And you never know what might happen. But, I’m overdue for a long vacation, and I really need this. More than anything right now.
After being deployed for so long, I’ve begun to lost sight of a lot of things. I feel like my character is turning gray and flacid from disuse. I don’t have the engagement and stimulus that I need, and I want to get back to the place I used to be happy at and recharge my batteries. I really developed into a person that I enjoyed being in Hawaii, and that’s why my desire to return there is so great.
I think what it boils down to is that I need to remove myself from this enviroment, and soon. I’m doing things I normally wouldn’t do, thinking and dwelling on things that I normally wouldn’t. It wears on you, and grinds your psyche down to a blunt and useless object. I need to sharpen it back up again.
And so it has been decided. I think I’ll find what I’m looking for there.
.//chris