Deployment

It's been quiet over here for awhile.... No particular reason why, just nothing to really write about.

I find myself writing this just over a month into a deployment to Afghanistan. The thing about a deployment is you are confined. Confined to the gates of your FOB (Forward Operating Base), you can't leave and travel. You are confined physically and mentally. You're get away is the plywood dorm room you have where the walls don't even go to the ceiling. The days bleed together because there are no weekends, no days off. You are in a country that has people who would rather kill an American than listen to them, and it sits in the back of your mind.

A deployment allows for you to really look at yourself, really think about what you want, how you want it, where you want it, and why. From the physical to metaphysical, everything is up for grabs; because where are you going to go? There is no avoiding your brain pulling you in and making you think about your life and where it's headed. But then, check back in to the fact that you're in a combat zone. There is nothing normal about willingly going somewhere that your statistics of death increase. Yet, many of us do it.

I haven't pieced it all together yet, but as this deployment continues I am sure I will