Dive Deep. Drown Willingly

The Pain Was So Deep And So Raw. There Were Days I Would Have Died Just To Forget. The Problem Was, I Couldn't Figure Out How To Get Her Out Of My Mind. How Do You Kill That Kind Of Pain?

But What Was Possible Or Practical Had Been Replaced By A Far Baser Impulse. Hope.

But Sometimes Imperfect Tools Lead Us Toward Perfect Ends.

He Read Reports, Examined Evidence, And Poured More Reports Up The Chain Than The Pentagon Could Read. Nothing Short Of A Human Sieve. But In The End He Was Just One Small Piece On This Game Board Called War. End Of Story

Anything Unnatural Was Not Naturally Believed. Faith, In Essence, Was Unnatural.