Walked out the door into the hallway of my BQ...Feb 2018

It was weird.  It's nearly weird nearly every time.  This little 240 square foot place is my man cave, my comfortable spot, my little refuge in a place that doesn't require a refuge at all.  I walked out the solid oak looking door a while ago to take out some trash.  My door opens to a hallway lined with doors.  Kind of eerily similar to the Matrix with the pods, except well, its doors.  Maybe 18 or so doors in a carpeted hallway.  Its nearly always empty.  Before I moved in to this BQ (bachelor quarters) from the new and improved "man camp" I was living in, thoughts ran about seeing a lot of familiar people in these hallways.  Worries over them seeing my disheveled self in the morning or carrying out dead cats ran thru my head.  Kidding with the cats.  The huge football field long hallway with tons of doors is nearly always empty.  Maybe 3 is the biggest number of humans seen in it at one time, but that was a split second.

So tonight I walked out, thinking how strange it is that I am here in this place.  I've never lived anywhere else but Ohio, no farther than 40 miles from the hospital that my mother birthed me in.  It felt strange that I could just give up all that after seeing a post on Craigslist of all places for a job on (the picture was an island with a runway on it) island in the middle of no where.  I swear I thought this is how they harvest kidneys from people on the black market.  I have a ton of friends there, good...no great people...I don't hang out with turds.  My two sisters whom I will always always always love are there.  My nieces and nephews are about the best kids you could imagine.  All of my family too.  My mothers side mainly stayed near Columbus.  My fathers side not so much.  I left some good folks.

The money was the biggest draw in the beginning.  My future didn't really have a monetarily responsible answer to "how the hell" at that point.  I left my best friend "Benji" for this place and the money.  I did leave him in capable loving hands and I thank Catie for that.

So I walked out into that strange empty hallway tonight obviously wondering if I've done the right thing.  I did.  We all have to do what is the best for us, as long as it doesn't screw someone else.

I almost said "sorry Benji", but I know Catie loves you