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My life.
I’m chillen in the woods, it’s humid as hell, the sun is baking me. I’ve got sand in the crack of my ass, water in my boots, my ruck is 80 fucking pounds, and baby spiders crawling all over me. My weapon is all muddy, my map is wet, and now I have to sit here for four hours while everyone else completes land nav. Oddly, I feel like a fucking boss right now. This job is pretty sweet at times.