I’ve been around long enough to understand that nothing lasts forever. Life can be full of so many terrible moments, it’s hard to appreciate the good ones.
When I was 23 I found myself in Afghanistan, and at 29 I’m still just a lost kid. I’ve seen so much, and aged so rapidly, I feel like I’ve forgotten what it’s like to share moments with someone that cares.
No, I’m not hoping you’ll fix me, or really even try. I’m hoping that the longer you stare, you see the beauty in the cracks and blemishes hidden under the stereotypical tough guy facade.
A little about me:
Well, I’m 29. Veteran. Old.
I like to play guitar, and I like to write music. I think I just came up with the title for this post. I’m hoping, if nothing more, we can share in a sweet moment.
Outside of that, I work a lot. I commute 3 hours a day, so I have a lot of time to think, listen to music, plan.
I just bought my house, and I’m looking forward to turning it into a home.
Physically, I have a full beard and faded haircut with a little more on top. Tan skin, brown eyes that twinkle in the light and luscious eye lashes.
I work out, and I’m at a point in my life where I when I see myself in the mirror I’m not ashamed of what I see. I earned where I am, for better or worse, but it’s me.
Anyways, if you’re looking for a golly-gee, swell, time: I’m your guy.
How do people normally end these things?
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