I ran in the daylight by the airfield.
I ran two miles-my fifth-fastest time of the year strangely enough. I ran hard but not super hard.
I’m thinner so I can run badly but with less effort.
I turned in most of my equipment and I have given away anything of value to other soldiers and officers.
Everything of little value I am throwing out.
Not much time left, but a long time ago a Vietnam Vet taught me “complacency is death.”
Everything goes in cycles. One day we’ll be chilling on the mountaintop holding hands around a giant stone obelisk.
Peace loyal readers.