Moody Pt.1

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I landed in Georgia late on a week night. I had one small carry-on. A few changes of clothes and some toiletries. The bare minimum. There was no one waiting when I arrived. No one to point me in whatever direction I was supposed to head. I bought a cup of coffee and wandered the terminal until … More…

“This time . . .”

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The office didn’t have a smell. Not even an air freshener. Modular building. An indication of the immediacy of the need, and the amount of value the Army was placing in the mental health of its Soldiers. A temporary solution to a permanent problem. “You’re back in the gym more. You’ve said how much you … More…