Dover Downs...

...and I don't mean the casino.

So I'm stuck in Dover, DE for another night, only this time, I'm alone. I have to say, it sucks a lot. It's become painfully clear how important it is to have people I'm close with around to help take the edge off and have fun, joke around, and to help me stop thinking about the real reason I'm here.

Piggy-backing off of what Liam was talking about eariler, I feel like death can be a very sensitive topic...unless it's your profession. In my case, I see death first hand on a very regular basis. Not just a body in a casket, but a body as it's found in the field...down range. We learn to cope (everyone has their own way), but it still takes it's toll at some point. My own personal way is to socialize. I like being around people. Being alone...no bueno. Alone is exactly what I am now. I'm going to try to find someone I know, but I'm not holding my breath.

As for right now, I'm watching an NCIS marathon, about to go out for a possible drink, and contemplating what I'm going to see tomorrow. Goodnight all. x