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Peace 2 : Desert sunsets make one swell with the Divine.
Peace 2
Cowboy : The nature of my job ensured I often felt like a soldier, and even more often felt like a cowboy.
Cowboy
Navigator : What do you mean, where are we?  Does this look like a map?
Navigator
Jetplane : Yeah, that's it.  Sing it.
Jetplane
Office : Initial drafts for a few items were written here on my few days off, in the dark and morning, before my tentmates woke up.
Office
Peace : Any downtime on a mission, I was head deep in non-fiction.
Peace
International Diplomacy : Invited over twenty Middle Eastern students to the home of myself and another Sergeant I deployed with for a formal party.  After initial nervousness, everyone had a wonderful time.
International Diplomacy
Space : Looks like a 4' X 6' cell, without the walls.
Space
Bunk : Absurdity of the Military:  As I stepped down from my truck, after my last mission, my First Sergeant lectured me.  He'd been chewed out for fifteen minutes by a Battalion (active duty) CSM who'd been in country for three weeks.  My crime?  A Military bunk with no "dust cover." (rhetorically)  Making his full time soldiers look bad. (actually)
Bunk
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