strange

to once again get a second chance at life. i wont go into details. hell my job at jfk is such that i've nearly died numerous times, but at least those i didn't literally SEE coming and had no way of stopping it. luckly God himself stopped it. cuz i certainly didn't, wasn't quick enough but fortune prevailed and for some reason i still live, at least i think i am. i don't know what to think. being former military, i feel like i should suck it up and move on, but i can't ignore the shock from looking death straight in the face. i'm broken inside. like what it must be like to be a zombie. i wish it never happened. roll with the punches indeed.