our security training team is in the office this week
and with that, a spirit of reflection appears and furthermore has presented itself
the stories, the recollections of the laughs the hardships and the utmost emotional breakdowns
the barracks; sheet metal-ed walls protecting us from blasts and shells
orange jump suit, barbed wired wrists and ankles
IUDs
hard rocks and dusty sanded ground
MRE food
water
sunscreen
throwing up
tears
the camo
the masks
the arabic yelling
music blaring
unable to see, breathe, smell anything other than black musty heat
jordan security training,
you have left me forever changed
very very thankful for it indeed
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