Row Well and Live, Biotch
My transition to civilian life hasn't been particularly smooth. Lately I've felt a great deal of apathy, stemming from my general distaste of my new neighbors here in Mobile, and the feeling that coming back here was a mistake. If not for the full ride I have at school here, I would be the hell out of here and back to Fort Worth in a heartbeat.
Long story short, in January I will begin training for an FAA Airframes and Powerplants license, in an associate's-level course that leads to one being certified to work on aircraft engines, structures, and pretty much everything in between. I am done working in offices, thank God.
For the next few months at least, I will be working a few short blocks from the school, but my new pay is abysmally low and I am thanking my lucky stars that I will be able to live off my GI bill while attending school on a state-funded full-ride. Once it kicks in, my combined income from the MGIB and my lineman job at the Downtown Air Center (fueling, taxiing, towing planes, minor general aviation scut work at wages a hair above the poverty line) will be just about what I was making as a Sergeant. I'll be fine, albeit tired from 14-16 hour work and class days.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
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Sorry for your sense of deflation, Sir. You are not alone, if that's any source of consolation. I know so so so many people for whom the last three months have felt like hell on wheels. I'm in that category, though in the last week or so my spirits are elevated again.
Do you know what you really want to be doing, or are you still trying to figure it out? Be good to yourself, try to live with love and without fear, and keep dreaming your dreams - then you cannot fail. Then the words will come rushing back.
And all that "rubbish." Except it's not.
Be well (and I'm wishing well for you).
Sorry for your sense of deflation, Sir. You are not alone, if that's any source of consolation. I know so so so many people for whom the last three months have felt like hell on wheels. I'm in that category, though in the last week or so my spirits are elevated again.
Do you know what you really want to be doing, or are you still trying to figure it out? Be good to yourself, try to live with love and without fear, and keep dreaming your dreams - then you cannot fail. Then the words will come rushing back.
And all that "rubbish." Except it's not.
Be well (and I'm wishing well for you).
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