single digits

i am only a couple days from a single digit count down for my 2-week leave.
i cannot explain how thankful i am that i #1, decided to take leave and #2, that it is, what i think will be, perfectly timed.

people are getting pissy here. this is not a deployment. this is working abroad, without access to beer and people that you don't, in some capacity, work with. there is no escaping and forgetting and having a "weekend" to distance yourself from them and all their bullshit.
it could be me too. my tolerance could be wearing thin and my ability to let the little shit go is waning.
i broke down and had a cigarette today. that's how fed up i felt...
ugh. i feel terrible. and gross. and did nothing to soothe me. i went rucking this evening and THAT made me feel better. at least now i know.

now let me clarify, of all the personnel here, the medical section is probably the most free. we get to go to AJ on tuesdays for flight physicals, kuwait city for medical consults and even escape for swimming at Ali. some people haven't even been off the base. this base is about six miles by six miles and without access to a change of scenery, people get crazy.

i imagine this is a colony on some distant planet that we were forced to go to and set up sustainment operations. the whole base under some sort of dome to provide atmosphere and we travel to other domes when we fly in the blackhawks.

some people aren't just cut out to be pioneers...in space...

i'm talking more with the oregon guys and am seriously considering flight medic school. we'll see but i'm glad that there are some people that i will be able to have as points of contact for when i transfer.

i'm tired. my feet are sore (i wore my barefoot shoes for the whole ruck!)
someday i'll have a day off.