Someone has been watching too much Jarhead. That's the first thing my friend said to me as I stepped back onto base, back from 10 days home leave. But then again, can't blame him, he had to cover all the duties over here while we were home. He was working while I was partying away Christmas, out with my girlfriend, or simply spending time with the family. Kudos to the men and women who serve while we enjoy this festive season.
I'm back in the suck, and yes, it feels exactly as it sounds. Been here 4 days and I'm bored beyond comprehension. Need to pick up the tempo again, but there's no tempo to pick up until the base reopens. It's a dead town here, no one here except the few of us who have to man the skeleton crew. No one wants to do it, but there's no one else to do it, which leaves us.
Happy new year to all, ain't that merry for us watching the frontier here, but hell, here's to hoping the year isn't half as bad as how it began for me. For one, let this be the year where I get my half-wings. Whole lot of things left unresolved in the last year, but maybe it's the time now for things to get tied up. Or cut off. Either way, resolved is the end result.
Life hasn't been rosy or treating me well, but I won't forget the small graces it shows me. Didn't manage to do as much as I wanted when I was back in Singapore, but now, it doesn't matter anymore. 10 days may be way too short, but hey, I wasn't supposed to be back this December anyway. Kind of wished I didn't go home, now it only makes me feel more homesick. Let time heal these wounds, and work drown those memories. I still have something to accomplish here. I still hope I do.
Don
