I really, really enjoy typing. Although I am not as skilled at typing as I could and should be, it still feels right. (Inserting generic clichéd analogy now) Much like the way that a bat fits between the hands of an all star Baseball player, I find that my fingers fit to the keyboard. That analogy was cheesy and not well worded. One of my biggest problems is that I did not pay enough attention in my English classes. Oh sure I did what was required of me, and I earned the A’s, but I got caught up in the praise from teachers too much, and looked at my writing skills as being a gift…and that when I needed to type, the words would just flow right out of fingers and become works of art. Needless to say, I am naïve in a lot of areas of life. I have always wanted to try to take English classes or to actually study Lit a little bit, but I always passed by the chances that I had. Even now, I have the chance to stop wasting so much of my time, and do a little bit of studying, but I do not.
I am kind of stuck in a little bit of a rut right now. When I get off work, I am not real sure what to do with my time. Since getting back from leave, I have suffered a little bit from sleep deprivation, and instead of not being able to go to sleep, I find that I sleep way too much. One good thing is that I am starting to read a lot more, and my passion has been rekindled. But, unfortunately, I am only re-reading at this point. Although there are so many books out there that I want to read and experience new adventures, I cannot help but want to relive the past experiences that I have already read. There are so many books and stories that I have fallen in love with, that I really do not mind reading over and over again. I worry though, that I will be stuck in a trap of not trying to read new books, and instead just stick the comfort of known stories. I have tried reading new books over the past few years, but I have not been able stick them out. I have become a bit too picky in my tastes, and I lose my interest faster than I would like. But, I do know that by having a rekindled interest, it will spark my overall interest in reading and open up new stories to me and better times.
The thought for today: Again, I will be missing a major release of WoW because of Iraq. I hate losing my freedom. Of course, I signed the contract knowing what I was getting into, but it still sucks. I almost wish that I was not addicted to the game or that I enjoyed surfing the internet so much. When I joined the Marine Corps, I really had no major interests that deploying would keep me from, and now, I really do feel like I have just taken five years of my life and flushed them down the toilet. Of course, I have received a lot of world experience and a lot of computer knowledge, but in the end, I think that I should have just gone back to college.