Mornings
Today went well as far as mornings go. Waking up, late, after too much time at some friend's last night, into a call from another guy asking me to hop in for coffee and a stroll. One coffee, one stroll later I recalled a morning, not so long ago (about 4 months now) when I woke up for pretty much the same thing, just in the middle of a minefield.
Four months ago, not so long ago by any account, I've been a soldier. Working my ass off in my last chance to really drive an APC without a real war, and then, in the middle of the Golan, after a rather nasty night, I woke up to a beautiful day, remembering not to step outside the camp because we parked the APC's inside a live minefield. Waking up with great coffee made by some reserve guys and some sandwiches filched by the reserve-quartermaster.
Small talk that almost looked like a picnic and some great coffee...
That was a one strange morning.
Four months ago, not so long ago by any account, I've been a soldier. Working my ass off in my last chance to really drive an APC without a real war, and then, in the middle of the Golan, after a rather nasty night, I woke up to a beautiful day, remembering not to step outside the camp because we parked the APC's inside a live minefield. Waking up with great coffee made by some reserve guys and some sandwiches filched by the reserve-quartermaster.
Small talk that almost looked like a picnic and some great coffee...
That was a one strange morning.