It seems like every couple of months, something new blows in with the wind and leaves me awake, widely aware of everything around me. The sun soaks my bones and the wind rushes hard against my face. This summer I am seeing everything with new eyes, literally (I just had PRK). I wonder how much of what I always thought I believed in, actually stands up to the reality that IS. This will be my last summer for a year, until I get back from my deployment in March. Maybe that is the reason for my savoring attitude. My new eyes itch against all the new experiences and scratch, but soon, they will be healed and I will be able to see the blue Texas sky and cotton ball clouds against prairie grass. This will be a great season.
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