First Time: I had sweat stains all clothes crust on my face I couldn't wash for weeks the skin on my feet would crust, harden, and bleed my hands had cuts all over I slept with sand in my sleeping bag splinters in my fingers no goggles stopped the dust no shade blocked the heat putting on the same soaked socks for a week throwing out all the underwear I owned I ate the same MRE for two damn weeks
Second Time: Reloading magazines that much made all my finger numb forgetting cold weather gear on week long missions batteries getting soaked for my electronics the flies and mosquitos of baghdad flea bites sand flys losing sunglasses losing knives drinking three quarts and still being thirsty never having enough sun block wearing the same sewage soaked boots for weeks walking through shit covered streets the smell of sewage burning, and flies swarming generator humms cracking and bleeding toes again
the brain deals well with chunked information, try chunking the time left into smalled manageable amounts, May is here, and will soon be gone :) then comes June and you should be home unfortunately, the brain also likes things that make sense, and where you are right bow is bereft of sense it searches for meaning in everything it processes, well, since we are not going to find sense, we can at least chunk. I love you baby have you heard from BJ?
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First Time:
I had sweat stains all clothes
crust on my face I couldn't wash for weeks
the skin on my feet would crust, harden, and bleed
my hands had cuts all over
I slept with sand in my sleeping bag
splinters in my fingers
no goggles stopped the dust
no shade blocked the heat
putting on the same soaked socks for a week
throwing out all the underwear I owned
I ate the same MRE for two damn weeks
Second Time:
Reloading magazines that much made all my finger numb
forgetting cold weather gear on week long missions
batteries getting soaked for my electronics
the flies and mosquitos of baghdad
flea bites
sand flys
losing sunglasses
losing knives
drinking three quarts and still being thirsty
never having enough sun block
wearing the same sewage soaked boots for weeks
walking through shit covered streets
the smell of sewage burning, and flies swarming
generator humms
cracking and bleeding toes again
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unfortunately, the brain also likes things that make sense, and where you are right bow is bereft of sense
it searches for meaning in everything it processes, well, since we are not going to find sense, we can at least chunk. I love you baby
have you heard from BJ?
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