You know what's funny about the military... It's that there are so many different people within this organization from literally all parts of the world and we are expected to understand each other and respect each other and ultimately die for each other. That requires a lot of caring and understanding that I'm not used to giving somebody I met five minutes ago. So now that I've been in the Navy for almost 10 years, this July, I wonder to myself, would this person actually die for me?
I really can't explain why I'm writing this down. Obviously, I'm writing this because it's part of class, but this seems a bit personal and a little out of my comfort-zone.
I guess we all have these kind of days, eh?
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