Eastern Europe (somewhere over Romania) at 2000 – Monday
It is now feeling like Middle Eastern time for me in that I am four flying hours away from Dubai and cannot think of anything more than what it will be like to be with my son again down the road. With that said I am certainly preparing for the reality of my return to FOB Smart and the good work we all perform there for the people of Afghanistan and Zabul Province. Familiar routines work miracles on those times when we need miracles, or feel as though we need them! It is all the more gratifying that the work I have ahead is in a place that truly appreciates construction and construction management. What could be more instantly gratifying than developing civil and/or vertical construction solutions, or implementing them anyway, that change the lives of those whom are the recipients of such progress?
Prospects are funny in that they can come in swarms or can be distant for long periods of time. Even when they are buzzing in and around our circles of influence they can seem unattainable or unreasonable upon close examination. Inversely, they can appear all the more wonderful at second glance. What I am really saying is that life is so beautifully irregular and regular altogether at once. For me, right this moment, I am referring to the abundance of professional opportunities that make looking down the not-too-distant road a little easier for me, which in turns makes looking for the personal gains naturally more exciting.
Tired does not begin to describe the fatigue one can feel when flying 10,000+ miles at once. Then factoring in vehicle or other means of travel and not sleeping or sleeping very well, or at least comfortably, well, you can see where this is leading. If it sounds like I am complaining, trust me, I am not – at all. I am so thankful for the opportunity to go home when I have in September and December of 2011.
Tomorrow morning I will fly from Dubai to Kandahar and then have another 12+ hours before my next flight north to my Afghanistan home of FOB Smart. During my time at Kandahar Airfield I look forward to again catching up with friends deployed there or near there over lunch or dinner, or possibly breakfast.
143, Kaesen.
Good night and good day.
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