follow-up

last night i wrote about things we do out of a sense of obligation that we probably might not do in other situations. staying up all night with a sick kid and going to work the next day, working double jobs to put a family member through college or to provide for family, doing stuff because it's what parents or loved ones expect from us. in my case, alot of military stuff because i wear the uniform and love it.

right after i wrote the article, and before i went to bed i walked outside to check on the weather. a friend was out there taking a smoke break and we started talking about upcoming trips and past trips. he recently came back from visiting a couple of other bases, and was talking about some of the civilians who are over here as truck drivers. and we were just shaking our heads that these people would actually travel some of these roads for money. you couldn't pay me enough to come over here as a civilian and drive a truck on these roads. yet not a day ago "hey mac, you can drive a deuce and a half and a five-ton, right?" "sure, i got licenses when i was on active duty. why?" "well, we need to take a truck to ______________" "sure, no problem, when?"

weird.