I recently celebrated my 32nd birthday but I do it a little different. I go out on the day before and rage because Ill never be 31 again. About 2 minutes before the clock struck 12 I went into the bathroom and had a conversation in the mirror. I reviewed that last few years and although I have been all over the planet I haven’t moved forward on other things I set out to accomplish. All I’ve been doing is rotating back and forth from Afghanistan making it impossible for any form of stability outside of sheer insanity. While in Afghanistan all I do is Read books and lift weights so I can create the perfect man just so when I get back to America I can crucify him. After my injury and extended stay in America I have decided to get off this cycle and get out of America. Dec 2nd I leave for Brazil where Ill be studying Sex, Samba and Soccer with a lil Jiu-Jitsu thrown in there just in case I roll through the wrong Favela and nigga’s wanna squab.
It was a weird mix of things that got me to this place.
Firstly- I would say falling into the same traps time and time again
Secondly- I found a girl that makes me want to be a better man but not to just fit a preconceived ideal of what I should be. Instead I am looking to be a better man for myself knowing she gave me the inspiration.
Finally- San Diego is perfect… And that is the problem my life has become to easy. If I am not challenged I become stagnant and living in a city that has 75 degree weather year round allows for Peter Pan to recruit an Army of lost boys who never seem to grow up.
San Diego its not that I wont be back but I have some growing up to do and my passport needs a few more stamps. Besides I made a promise that Id be speaking Portuguese by 33 and Brazil seems like a better place to learn. ‪#‎RWR‬ out