No place like home

I went to Iraq twice, years ago. Both times left me changed, altered, and matured. War makes you learn the significance of peace.

Their would be times I would find myself staring off into space. Thinking about what home was like and how much I’ll appreciate it when I return. A touch of homesick to mix in with the unpredictability of the long days.

Now it’s present day and I still stare off into nothingness. Somehow, I still imagine a place to go to. A place where common courtesy lives and people actually care for one another.

I find myself still homesick, yet there is no actual home to report to. What should I do from here?

Peace time, huh? Let me know how that works out for you…

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      1. I gotta step up my plant game. Their good to have around the house to help clean the air and whatnot. Despite having to work later tonight, I’m going to make the best of this raining Saturday. How bout you?

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      2. I work the nightshift too. I liked the plants. I have three money trees. No money yet but perfect plant to clean-up the air around us. I am writing and thinking. A hard night. House across the street burn down and killed a father/Grandfather. Make me think. We must make every day worthwhile.

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      3. I’m sorry to hear about the tragedy. That’s the thing, we never know when we’re going to go so we have to do what we can while we’re here. Don’t take any day, thing, person, pet, lifestyle, etc. for granted. We gotta make our best moves while we can, Jay Coyote

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