You know your ancient Greeks? They understood that war is a god. A god that requires human sacrifice. And in exchange, war gives man purpose. Meaning. A chance to rise above his petty mortal little self. And be courageous. Noble. Better.. I'm done being pateint and waiting and I'm done with the summer, it's time to go back into the mouth of hell and finish this one way or another.. no more stalling no more waiting.. i did so with a reason and a purpose but for every second ticking away it's gone on too long.. it's time to go back to the war and finish it. I feel stronger than i have in a while and I needed the break from it, but a man cannot ignore his responsibilities forever, and thats what's truly important, this is going to be an interesting week and i don't expect to play nice anymore.. this needs to end, i need to go back to having a normal life and for that i need to see the light or lack thereof at the end of the tunnel. being stuck angry in time