...is back again.
Pounding against the walls of my temples. But that's okay. I'm tired my friends. I'll get sleep eventually when I'm pushed to the point of complete and utter exhaustion. I'm tired of so many things that I feel I would bore you, that I would actually come off as a whining infant. You would have to yell at me and scream "Knock it off Neo and grow the fuck up!"
Hey, I actually broke my profanity virginity here! Kudos to me! Let me introduce myself, I'm Neo, (This is where you all scream HI NEO!) and I blush and whisper "Hi" back.
Anyone that wants to leave, leave now, I tend to ramble as my friends Carol and Hanna can attest to. Maybe even my new friend SSG. I have bouts of PTSD that keep me up at night making me think of the "what-if's" in life. It's not cool people. Just a small piece of advice, if you are having regrets, sort it out now, there's no time for what if's later. It will eat you up when your older. Now I'm talking to the younger people here. The ones with the not so evil what if's. No, Mine are convoluted, mine stem from seconds that could have been avoided, that continue to run on my head over and over and over, even thirty years after the fact.
What if I was not training a rookie and I was driving?
What if I was able to hop the curb with the RMP and block the drunk driver? I mean I saw it, But couldn't command him in time!
Yeah, THOSE what if's.... They only get worse guys. I guess I wanted to let my friends here get to know me better, I guess I wanted to let the community get to know me better... I will, little by little.
Never leave your loved ones go without saying you love them, or holding them one last time. Especially if they are your fourteen year old daughter walking home across the street.
Because sometimes, there might be an officer thirty years later, saying.......what if...
Sorry had to share...........
V/R
Neo
