Gibberish

There is no song that will remind you of me, is there?  One that will make you stop in your tracks and bring every memory to the surface ... burning like fire. Why am I the one cursed with suffering... with tears?  With fear? Disappointment.  Despair.

Why?

Let it go!
Let it go!
Let it go!

I'm trying.  O, Lord! I am trying!

HLM

Fresh air and gun powder!

Ventured out today with my dad and shot a few rounds at the range!  It was great!  Getting more comfortable with my .357 and maybe one day I'll actually hit the target!!  Well, I hit the target for sure once, but not quite sure if I hit anything else other than dirt.  The 9mm I shot of dad's was amazing... and reminds me why I wanted one of the first place.  The action on that thing was great!

Today was my dad's birthday so it was nice to be able to spend time doing something I know he enjoys!  I haven't been out shooting with him for years... and I can't wait to do it again.  Just need to get the income flowing so I can help put something toward the ammo fund.  It also fired me up to get my bow out and sharpen my skills a bit more.  

I can't wait to get outdoors and do more!  Walking, shooting... photography!  You name it and I want to do it!  It's damn time! Maybe the fresh air - or that German Chocolate Cake for Dad's birthday - is getting to me! 

Emotionally, I am having a rough time... just frustrated and lonely I suppose.  Not having met many people here in town - well, not having ventured out to have a chance to meet anyone - is making it a little tough.  Maybe, it's better this way for now.  I am suppose to be regrounding myself and tossing too many people in the mix with the chance to interfere in my progress - if I have made any - would be counter-productive I suppose.  

Nothing too deep this evening.  

That is all. 

HLM