Over the past few weeks, I’ve realized that my life is heading in a direction I don’t really want it to go. I spent winter break toiling away in an office, mindlessly slapping my hands against a keyboard in order to further a project I’ll never see to fruition. Data entry, data entry, data entry…

Fuck, I don’t want to waste my time toiling away behind a desk.

I want to protect and serve, but I don’t want to leave the person I love. I want to be a cop. And I really need to get into shape.