End of Procrastination

So I thought I would just hold off until I was actually in Korea to start writing this blog but, turns out I have nothing else to do. I might as well start now. I have had some hella mixed emotions as of late. I am beyond excited to see Korea, serve my country, and finally get to the "Real Army". But buried deep in the back of my mind, I keep thinking about my wife, my dog, my life without the Army. The few days I have been back from Ft. Chill have been amazing. Sleeping in the most uncomfortable bed, but with the most beautiful woman in the world is something I dont think I could ever get sick of. I have to leave her once again, but this time for a full year. From the get go, I VOLUNTEERED to go to Afraqistan(joke), just so long as I didnt end up in Korea.... The Army has its idea of a sick joke. To me its not like im walking into a warzone with IEDs, Taliban, insurgents... Im going to a hell hole that's just a ticking time bomb. I get to know who the enemy is. I can probably see them right across the parallel. But they have something the broke dick insurgents dont have.. a damn nuke. Instead of oh shit mortar fire hit the bunker.. Ill be busy trying to make myself a human pretzel to kiss my own ass goodbye. What I wouldnt do to deploy with the Strykers. What a wet dream. But anyway I was listening to music and this song came out so this is to my wife to be. Getting married this upcoming Tuesday. Wish me luck and prayers!



I'm going to ride this plane out of your life again.
I wish that I could stay but you argue.
More than this I wish you could've seen my face
In backseat staring out the window.

I'll do anything for you,
Kill anyone for you.

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I will be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
I love you.

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up.

I've earned through hope and faith
The curves around your face
That I'm the one you'll hold forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us,
Then this I pray to you wherever.

I'll do anything for you.
This story is for you.
('Cause I'd do anything you want me to... for you.)
I'll do anything for you,
Kill anyone for you.

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I won't be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
I loved you.

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up.

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
'Til you decide to wake up.