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I've never been very good at describing myself. I figure I'll give it a shot though. I live day by day. It's a recent thing. I used to plan things far out and advance, but I learned not to do that. It only leads to pain in the future if things don't work out the way you hoped. So I take things one small step at a time. I don't have a lot so I don't have a lot to talk about. I read a lot. Whatever I find really. Sometimes just to pass the time. I write poetry. I used to play a lot of video games, but then I had a girlfriend (don't even get me started on her) and I severely cut down on that. Even though she's gone now, I'll do something better with myself. There are so many better ways to waste my time.I'm a career soldier first and foremost. It's always been a dream of mine to do something greater than myself, to give back and help to people. So I'm a part time revolutionary. I figure why the fuck not, no one else is doing it. Things need changing. I guess it's up to me to change them.I'm an insomniac. I am not homeless, though I don't have any one place I call home. Mostly because I'm always out doing something. Pretty much at any given time, it could be counted on that I'm somewhere between MA, NH, and RI. Of course doing some egregiously stupid. Though most of the time things could be considered an epocity.I said above that I write poetry. Mostly about love. Some about bitter loneliness. Even fewer about what's in my fridge or about what colour my boot laces are that day.I'm currently in the process of writing a novel. It's probably going to be the biggest abomination to have ever been printed. I really don't care though.I live sort of a dream like existence. Meaning that most of the shit that I do or have done is unbelievable to most, hence the book mentioned above. Not entirely sure how that happened. I just go with the flow now though, so whatever. I guess you can only fuck up so many times before shit starts to work out. But that's not entirely correct, because there are many fuck ups out there who do nothing but fuck up and it never works out for them. So I guess what it really comes down to is that I was lucky, or I just know what I'm doing. Or maybe it was because I decided to seize the mother fuckin day. Yeah, that last one must be it. Pretty much I live the dream, everything everyone wishes to do, I do. Because I fucking rock, or at least that's what my mom says.