I've been encouraged to create a blog by several people. When I try and perceive myself from an outside vantage point I can understand how I appear austere, and troubled. I do have quite a history of moodiness, and swings from happy to sad. This must peak people's curiosity. Why do I do the things I do, and what am I thinking? Those are two questions I've been asked quite frequently by people in the military, and strangers I've met over the last 4 years. For those who haven't seen my emotional spectrum, and learned my mannerisms it must be hard at times to experience my behavior. Or not....haha. Played a double header of softball today. We were down by 2 runs in the second game and I was the last out. NOT being the best player on the field, and NOT winning fucking tear me up. I had the opportunity to change the outcome and I choked. That's not like me to fail at a challenge. Especially one as easy as slow-pitch softball. Talking with Jonny today helped me get back into a more positive mind-set, as talking with him usually tends to do. The time has come for me to wrap this post up. Tonight I get to read "Compensation: An Essay" by Ralph Waldo Emmerson. Napoleon Hill says it is a classic. I trust Mr. Hill's judgement.
This blog had no impact on me emotionally. Perhaps the next one...
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