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Back For War...

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, in limbo sucks.. for once it was of my own doing but i needed a break from the constant fucking battle.. but i'm far beyond ready to return to it.. it's all i have left.. i might as well embrace it and make sure that for every second of pain i have endured that she feels it, it's never going to be what it's about. but i'm not backing down until the battle is well and truly over, no matter the obstacles put in front of me, this is a bigger thing than what has been placed in front of me by her, and it's not about here or a dead relationship that is almost 20 years old.. it has been and will always be about him and never about you and i think that is the part you grasp to understand.. I just need to remember sometimes in my anger and determination.. i need to make this my only priority again. I'm done waiting..

Welcome to Hell, Bitch.

Current Mood: Angry, Determined.

This is a war zone, and I progress with strategy. I have to be at least five moves ahead of my enemies, with five contingency plans, and five backup plans for those contingencies at all time. I appreciate that we may have similar goals, but we're not alike.

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