I'm not well. My mind is so unraveled that I feel like I'm going to collapse into a panic attack any day now In the middle of work. My brain is screaming and weeping noise at me nonstop, incoherent ramblings and insults and mutterings, and I feel like I'm going to pass out just from mental fatigue.
I'm finally back in the states! After 7 months in sh*tty Afghanistan, I've finally made it back. And everything is an episode of nightmare before Christmas. What's this? What's this? It's humid in the air. What's this? There's Privates everywhere?
Anyone else get weirdly pissed off by stories/chapters that are X999 words long?
yes I'm writing, I'm sorry it's slow, it's hot as hell out where I am and I'm busy with work. One day off a week and that day being filled with training does that to a guy.
IM NOT DEAD WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IM BACK OUT OF US ARMY BASIC TRAINING LIVING IN THE BARRACKS OFF BORROWED WIFI FULL OF HYPE AND NOSTALGIA I LOVE YOU PRINCESS LUNA