Falling Out of Love - But, Baby, It's not what you think.

Good People, it has been quite awhile. I've slacked on my pimpin' when it comes to this blog. I have a ton of excuses, none of which seem sufficient, since I find time for everything else.

Maybe the next blog that I create will consist of something a bit more interesting, upbeat and a little less self absorbed...well, not really, because it will likely reflect who I am. I struggle with this blog because sometimes I am afraid of truly divulging my identity. I used to blog because it was therapeutic and honest, and I believed that some lost soul would stumble upon it and thank me for my honesty. I've done it to others. It's happened once to me. That was really cool.

Anyway, I would like to say that Philadelphia has been interesting these last few months. I wouldn't say that I bit off more than I can chew. I will admit that at times I questioned the true purpose of my return, what I expected to get out of it, and where I would go if it didn't work out. I've considered Washington, D.C. my home and wouldn't hesitate to go back, now that I have exhausted my stay here in Philadelphia.

What do I mean by this? I mean that in the 8 months that I've been home, I realized that I was supposed to come back to make closure. I had to make closure with my past and give myself a chance to start anew, release whatever it was that I harbored for so long. I clung to things that were in fact unfounded in reality, and I had to be free of those "things" or notions in my mind. I am happy for it, and in the process, I actually found me again. It's a good feeling.

My boot camp date was bumped up to September 7th, so the next time that I return to this blog will be around Christmas time. I look forward to that, returning with a new perspective, understanding myself as a Marine, given another chance at a new life.

I think that is what is the most exciting about this turn that I am making.  It is a little sad sometimes to leave the familiar behind, but when you think about all of the benefits that one gains in taking a leap, it becomes addictive. Stagnant is not something that I do. Ask anyone. It doesn't mean that I lack commitment. It just means that I believe in doing what you want to do, while hindering  yourself only when you're able to sufficiently answer the question, "Why not?" I am so blessed to have another chance at truly finding myself and taking what I have learned to become an even stronger, better, smarter, faster, sweeter and cooler person than I ever was before. I hope you'll stay tuned. I promise I will not disappoint!

To Parris Island I go!