Spot on Wednesday 8-25-21

It was just a little tavern north of HWY U, can’t quite remember why we even went there but it was now the new hangout, maybe because redeye’s was being watched…

Some time had passed, I had gone through boot camp and was well into A School when leave was granted.

Spent my last hundred bucks on a crackerjack uniform and a plane ticket to wauzoo. Last chance to woop it up before I was to be deployed to unknown at the time.

Flaming shots of 151 were going down the hatch. The night was young, and so were we.

At that moment I considered a path, although it wouldn’t be fully implemented until years later that night was partially instrumental in a new course.

I no longer felt comfortable in the micro culture that had changed since I had been gone.

I confirmed to myself that I was not coming back anytime soon, adventure and success bound was now the new norm.

Life isn’t about comfort and striving to get there. It’s about leaving the gravity that’s holding you down, holding you back… #dbrn