THE RETURN
by DAVID FERRILL



I have eased back into the civilian rat race completely now. It was a little easier than I thought. Well, mostly.

The job thing is on and off, but it doesn't really matter in the long run. I am happier now, though, which was the ultimate goal I had in coming home. Home still sounds foreign to me at times.


   
Tin Bag
Horticulture


The negative aspects of coming back were expected and dealt with as best as possible. The parents, financial stability, the jaded ex-girlfriend, the undesirables, and the tedious drudgery that is human life in general.

I got a job at the local convience store for income while I wait for my union job to come through. And though I'm sure that a few of you PC facists will give me shit for this, Arab people are tough to work for. Their work ethic is amazing and definetly not for me. These people will surpass sleep, family, health, and most other things for work. It's incredible I tell you.

Some of my friends weren't happy with the friend that returned. Being two years older and in the military will change a person, for better or for worse. Yes, I am a different person somewhat. For the record, I am not talking about military brain-washing. Yes, it does exist, but that isn't what I am getting at. My tastes have changed slightly. I grew up. I think.

Mainly, I am not trying to be a gutterpunk anymore. Note the word trying, for it is vital to the point. Myself and the majority of my friends listen to a certain kind of music, and it doesn't go any further than that. We are all pathetic and too old to live with our parents. We complain about the government, work, and life in general, which is a far cry from anarchy let me tell you. We live on the mean streets of suburban Georgia. That was a joke. We've had bad haircuts and drink cheap beer. That's not rising up against the system that oppresses the masses, my friends.

That was something that was needed to be said.

 

   
Bravens
Year of Snake
 

All in all, it's been nice being back. As I sit here drinking wine and listening to Miles Davis, I wonder if anything would have been different. There is no winner in the "what if?" game, which I have been playing for too long in my life. I'ts time to stop. I think the first two lines on this paragraph answer that question.

 

** Site note: We have been a little slow on the up-put the past month or so due to movie-mkaing and film-writing and work-working and stuff like that. We promise that soon we will be hitting stories twice a week and updating "reviews" and "todd's ramblings" and the like. And in February or March, look for "Bible Tract Of The Day" - a catalog of Bible tracts handed to us on the street.**

 

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