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little angry, because I don’t think I’ve accomplished all of the things that God has wanted me to do yet. So I try to think that there’s no way I’ll die here because there’s too much I have to do in life yet. And I can’t stand to think of what it would do to you and Mom. So that’s how I rationalize that nothing will happen to me here. I don’t mean to depress you by writing about these things, but no one here discusses the subject, so it feels good to tell you about it, because it weight so heavily on my mind so often.

So I keep marking days off on my calendar, and hope I get to come home in March. It’s hard to think about home when it’s over 100 days away, and even then, they could decide to declare war or a national emergency, and I’d be here for who knows how long. I think when I do get home, I may go out and join one of those peace