Today my wife accepted Jesus. Amen.

One thirty in the morning. I’m sitting up in a hospital ward watching a soldier sleep. Not my soldier, just someone in my unit. His problem? Cough syrup beer and canned air in a walmart parking lot. Pretty loud cry for help.

Here we go again. I love predictive text algorithms. Somehow due to a missed space bar the words go and again melded into hentai and Fishhat. Significant? No. Humorous yes. Great Guru and St. Billy preserve us.

Another morning. Up way too early. I checked the weather in the other coast. Is colder there today, and a little windy. But it still looks like freedom.

Once again I begin in the beginning, having nothing to offer and no one to offer to. Will my ramblings be read? Will my words mean anything to anyone ever? I may never know, but to have a word inside and lack an outlet for expression is intolerable. So, to begin, I exist. I think therefore I am. I express my thoughts therefore I contribute. I contribute therefore I matter. I matter, therefore I must continue. Therefore I continue to think. I think. Good night.