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Sol 27 : Warrior Caste

The sun is setting, the plane is coming. The bags have been loaded, stuffed with clothing. The rifles are clean but empty. The hearts are guarded but full. The are a few families here, but most are gone. There are a few emails, but most have been sent. Napping, dreaming, waking in cold sweats. Anticipation, waiting, last minute rush. Sitting in the barbers chair I feel the comfort or a ritual, a ritual of my own making used to mark a life changing even. Tonight might be my last on American soil.

Warrior caste. Rituals of preparation…waiting.waiting.waiting.

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