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-fucking nightmares hitting me every night. Gotta love waking up freaked out and sweating, scared shitless. Intense and not fun at all. But the nightmares have been there as long as I can remember. Gotta love childhood trauma that scars well into adulthood.

-weather needs to stop with this dreary crap. I want some nice weather, dry out, warm up. Kosovo is shitty enough without the cold and rain. Plus I want to ride. Miserable country really.

-Interesting times ahead on this contract, lots of hours coming, looking like 4 weeks of 12.5 hour shifts

-First day off in 2 months on thrs and I can't wait. Get out of this place for a while.

-Lastly, this quote. I can't get enough of Wolfe:
"The last red wintry light of Friday afternoon fell on their lives and faces as he talked to them, and made them hateful to him, and yet he searched those faces and talked desperately to see if he could find there any warmth or love or joy, any ring of hope for himself which would tell him that his sick heart and leaden spirit would awake to life and strength again, that he would get his hands again on life and love and labor, and that April would come back again.
But he found nothing in these cold and hateful faces but the lights of desolation, the deadly and corrupt joy that took delight in its own death, and breathed, without any of the agony and despair he felt, the poisonous ethers of its own dead world. In those cold and hateful faces as that desolate and wintry light fell on them he could find no hope for his own life or the life of living men."
It goes on, but that is enough...

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