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To Understand The World, One’s Place In It, Is To Be Always At The Risk Of Drowning.

There Is A Sharp Distinction Between What Is Remembered, What Is Told And What Is True.

It's Not Just: You Get Off The Plane, You're Back Home, Everything's Fine. Maybe The Physical Danger Ends, But Soldiers Are Still Deeply At Risk Of Being Injured In A Different Way.

The Details Of The World In Which We Live Are Always Secondary To The Fact That We Must Live In Them.

I Understand That It's Incredibly Difficult To Watch What's Happening On The News Every Day And Not Become Inured To It. I've Fallen Victim To That Myself, Wanting To Look Away.