will you dance with me
in a rainstorm
of stars and dreams?

will you dance
in the desert at noon
where the only creature out
is the moon?

will you dance,
will you dance,
will you dance with me?

I HATE the moments when things in the back of your head turn out to be important, essential, vital...

and exactly the opposite of what you want.

So I've been ignoring this hinting in the back of my head that maybe, just maybe, SERE isn't right. That maybe I should look into something else. Something like...being a pastor.

So I've ignored it. Until the other day, I saw something about being an AF Chaplain. And I clicked on it. And looked around. And wrote down some info, and called some people.

and today, I got some calls back. and learned what I have to do to become a Chaplain. And the same little feeling I got about Kenya, and Winter Retreat, and everything relating to church I should do but don't wanna do, it showed up.

and I told mom about this, and apparently her friend Granny Bennett had just mentioned how I should be an AF Chaplain. >.>

crazy co-inky-dink, huh?

then I prayed about it. And made some more calls. And I'm getting the
"yep you need to do this" feeling I recognize and hate.
and I'm ticked.
because I DO NOT WANT TO BE A MECHANIC
but in order to get the masters in theology or divinity, I need to do mechanics (more time to study).
and this means no art school
or SERE
or learning Arabic.

...
I hate it when this happens.
and I know from experience it's easier to just DO THE DARN THING I don't wanna do than to fight it. Safer, too.

grrrrrrrr.

road v.s. bethany
road 1
bethany 0
dirt bike: out of play until further notice