I stood outside, joint in hand, watching the smoke beckon me. She knew I had no sense of direction, but urged me to be easy on myself. I’m in a transitory position of my life and it is okay to not know what I want.
I’m a recently separated veteran with no clue what to do next. So I started writing.
I’m naturally pretty moody as a person, so the style and name of this blog came easy to me. Hope you enjoy while I figure my life out.