November 8, 2007

You really do take some things for granted. Take breathing, for example. You do it all the time, it happens without you knowing it, and you know you need to do it, but it just doesn’t take up that many brain cycles in your average day. Well, my friends, if you want a new found appreciation for the simple things in life, like breathing, let me recommend you contract a nice strain of bronchitus. It will set your priorities straight.

I got it approximately six months ago, and for some reason I got it out here in the desert. I don’t know why, in a dead barren desert, I can contract something either bacterial or viral, but I did, and it sucked the air out of me. For a few days it felt like I was drawing half a breath, which makes everything I do become twice as tiresome. I was getting winded just walking to work at my otherwise normal pace.

Thank goodness I have books to read in my spare downtime. I’ve been re-reading the Terry Pratchett Discworld novels. They are hilarious and very witty novels of satire. He lampoons human foibles using a fantastical setting that just serves to exaggerate the point or story he’s telling, and succeeds at entertaining you and making you laugh the whole time. I read the first book in just four days (its not too long) and am well on the way through the second. The last time I read some of these was almost 12 years ago, so I am getting a lot more of the jokes that I missed the first time around.  I think my roommate wishes I would just shut the books so he could sleep, since I keep laughing out loud while I read them.

Things are going well here, and I have enjoyed getting emails from family and friends, and packages from family as well. Morale is high, and it better be since we still have a long way to go, but it is made a little easier every time we hear from someone who cares back across the ocean. Have a good weekend since the soldiers don’t have those here; insurgents don’t take days off.

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