The Time In Between
Just a small realization that came up after signing up for the Marines.
I feel as if I have left some important parts of me behind in the dust that is kicked up from each step I take forward. Being distracted with the future has somewhat blinded me of my past, but I still see it present every now and again. The array of colors that my past actually holds surprises me as I constantly flip through those pages of artwork that my own history draws out each day.
I cannot help but feel that my past is more than what I make it out to me. It shows what wrongs you have made, but it is a lesson; a lesson to teach you how to not make those specific mistakes again. In that failure comes success.
To the acquaintences that have been somewhat left in that trail of dust, I give an apology. I feel as if I have let those down that meant more to me than I realized when they were actually around. But now, I have finally signed my own life away; all my freedoms taken from me for what seems like the rest of my lifetime.
I wish that I was able to take that time back; but it is time itself that ran from me. It's like it was never in my grasp to begin with. I guess that it's the right moment to start to make myself a new life.
But in the time between, I still live here as my own person that has been made out through these past 18 years. Now is the time to make myself a new and create my own trail into the forest of life.