I went running tonight. Running. I don’t know how far.
     It was my first time running in a long while,
so I didn’t last very long. I ran a bit, walked, ran a bit more,
walked. I didn’t think I’d be able to make it for the last stretch, but
I pictured that special someone (I’m not cute, ROCK, Happiness! aww,
milk jugs :D,) and the euphoria she brought me pushed me on the rest of
the way. I thought about how good she makes me feel and about how proud
she’d be when I told her that she pushed me on towards being a better
person. I love her so much it scares me sometimes.
    I thought about running with my friends every time
they went and working up my appetite and gaining weight and getting fit
and joining the Army. My friend asked, “But then how are you going to
run away to Canada with Lauren?”
     “Actually, I was thinking of buying land in Mexico,” I replied.
     “Still.”
     “Well, I don’t know. We’ll see.”

    Well, I really don’t know, so we will see. The
minimum term for active Army is two years, so maybe I’ll be able to get
out in time to run off with Lauren to wherever. Maybe she’ll find
someone else to be happy with, and I’ll go career. Maybe we’ll get
married and have an Army family. Who knows? All I know is that right
now, she makes me so very happy.
     Now, I’m going to drink a glass or two of
orange juice, take a shower and pass out. Maybe I’ll be able to clear
off my mattress beforehand, or I’ll just unroll my sleeping bag.
     Either way, I’ll be asleep, snorin’ and dreamin’ of Lauren.