The Failed Coward
“Some nights I open a document and my fingers have a life of their own, and it is almost as if I’m able to connect my brain directly to the screen, and my thoughts fly out with little effort. It’s like I am a marionette, and my fingers are the puppet.Other nights I sit staring at the screen and despite whatever it is that I want to write about, I can’t find the words, or my fingers flat out refuse to do my mind’s bidding. Tonight is one of those nights. In fact, were I not talking about how hard... a time I am having writing, I’d still be sitting here staring a sheet of white, pixilated paper.We returned to STIG earlier today. And we probably shouldn’t have. It’s obvious to me now that we should’ve waited. That whole hindsight thing is a motherfucker. Gets me every time. Yesterday we made preparations for our trip to STIG earlier today. My main goal for yesterday was sighting in the M4 I got from Mike. Turns out, it was already sighted in for dead nuts at about a hundred yards.MoreLess
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