Otter; A Missionary?

For a while, I've been contemplating about if I want to go on a mission and be a missionary but at the same time, I still want to chase my Air Force dream but I also want to be a missionary.

I've done so much missionary work already and I'm currently helping people with lessons and stuff. I've helped Joe realize his responsibility in the church, I helped Glenn be more active in the church, my church speech helped a girl realized why she got baptized into our church and decided to be more active in the church again, I helped a girl be more insightful (in a good way) of our church and there are two girls (non-members) who are thinking of getting baptized into our church. It feels really good, so I thought about being a missionary so I can focus on other people but I don't know...

I love the Air Force but the fact that it's taking SO long is pissing me off but I heard from someone that when you're in the military and you served a certain amount of years, you can request to be a missionary and they'll allow you to take the break and do it in return to come back, work for them again and whatnot. So, I'm thinking of doing that.

But just wanted to express what I've been thinking about...

We Are The 95%. We Need To Be The 5%.

A lot of times, what kept me sane was what I knew in my heart. (That sounds really cheesy.) But it's true. This is what I learned:

95% of us grow up knowing how to live the industrial age/industrial revolution and we're taught that we needed to go to school, get through college with a degree and get a job... And you have to complete that properly with the years that are included. And then, when we get a "stable" job, we need to work that job for 40~50 years and then retire. Correct? That's how employees and self-employees work. So the way we live is: Time = Money.

The other 5% is the very few that make it through success. They know how to earn money with very little effort. And those are those who know business and know how to invest. And in this section, the way they think is: Thinking = Money.

Now, this is where I found a turning point...

Otter's (trying) New Plan

Oh, Indigo.

Here's the thing I'm trying to do - yeah, trying - I'll try to calm the hell down. Yes, I like him a lot. Yes, I'm smitten. Yes, he's the closest to my type. Yes, I want a relationship (in the future). Yes, I want him all to myself. But I realized that I can't have that now... As much as I want it now, I can't. It just wouldn't work. (sad face) I love everything about him and I know that there's going to be so much that we can do together and so much more. We might get to see each other when we're both in the States; we'll only be separated by one state... I would love to see him if we could see each other. I'm going to be starting a new life, and he's going to continue with his; how will that work out? It might, it might but the chances are slim and I really, really, really want it to work out. So, here's the thing, I'll let it develop. I'll let whatever this is develop. As much as it kills me to wait patiently, I'll do it. Because he's worth it. We'll call, text, Skype, chat, drive up to see each other and send more letters to each other... I'll be more than willing. I love his company, I love when we talk really late at night and everything... Like I said, I'll bottle up whatever just to have his company, just to have him around, protecting me and to have him with me.

Half of me is agreeing that I can do this, patiently. The other half of me is shouting, "I miss you too much! Come back!" ~ Sigh.

Let's see how this goes,
Otter