Return of the me.

Well... it has been a while. A woman in Detroit gave me a call and said that I should update this. I think it's been long enough that she's right. Where I left off... the funeral of my Grandfather. What a memory. I was in the Army at the time (oh... I got out of the Army and moved to Portland, Maine about a year ago) and my family wanted me to be part of the military color guard. So decked out in my finest and looking like a Christmas tree I helped to fold the flag from my Grandfather's coffin and proceeded to give it to his widow. I did fine up until I saluted... As I brought my hand down tears welled in my eyes like my eyes had stored all the tears of my life for one moment, and the dam broke. I walked away with stiff resolve but my cousin, in her beautiful compassion walked up and gave me a hug allowing me to bury my head in shoulder and sob. After that we went to the church and true to form the family fell into petty bickering. God bless them, someone should. After that I returned to Detroit. I continued my disillusioned career in the Military as long as I could stand it, then moved to Maine. Let me say that I am proud to have served in the military and better for having served my country. It just came to a point that I realized my job would become an ever-continuing volume of paper mounds and bureaucracy. Later I would learn that no matter what the job they all come complete with custom colors of nicely tied strings around piles of steaming papers. At least I don't have to salute any more.In this time I have loved, or thought I did... and lost. Embarked on journeys of discovery and gotten happily lost. Journeyed through multiple countries and countrysides. Seen the sunrise on one coast then set on another. And of course there will always be my moment with the world's largest weather vane. All in all I am having a decent run of it. Let's just not talk about work... for I spend my nights wondering a hospital, split between worker and management. I love the worker side and hate the management side. But yet I am one of them and it sucks, for they are belligerently sadistic and not worth the cost in energy for you to read about them. At least this night.In the coming month I will resign my job and start college again full time. I am very much looking forward to it. Someday I will go out into the world with a piece of paper that says I know a thing or two about politics and marketing (or BS and how to sell it). With that I shall try to make the world a better place on a larger scale. Until then I will do what I can from here, and promise that I will keep you more in the know.