War, Part II

Essays
Written By Nathan Box
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Wise men believe in time.

They worship its healing abilities.

With each passing day,

The pain loses its strength.

Flashbacks end, eventually.

Nightmares quiet themselves.

They are replaced with the wishes of civilians.

 

Soon, you begin to realize there is more to life.

Death dates get rescheduled.

Pushed into the future, with the same hands that reclaimed a sense of freedom.

A new day.

A new beginning.

 

Life begins anew. 

Be good to each other,

Nathan

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Nathan Box
Hello! My name is Nathan. I've always believed I would meet that special someone in one of two places; either a record store or a book store. Maybe I need to amend? I moved to Seattle in February of 2011 from Oklahoma City (Try and not hold the Sonics/Thunder thing against me). I knew I wanted to work for a nonprofit and go to grad school. Within a couple of months, I was doing both. During the day, I work as a Fund Developer and Community Relations Manager for a nonprofit in Kent and at night I try to stay as busy as possible volunteering, trying new restaurants, finding hidden bars and exploring Seattle. The past few years has been both terrifying and exhilarating. I have done things on my own I didn’t think were within my capability. I love being outdoors. On any given weekend, I can be found hiking, on a road trip, volunteering, at a museum, seeing a movie (I see a lot of them). I am passionate about nonprofit work. I feel called to leave a mark on this world. Nothing against those who enjoy making tons of money, I just need to know I am making a difference.
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