I am exactly where I don't want to be right now, behind a desk. This is my first entry since I started my basic training on Oct 26. I am at Ft. Benning, GA and it is a brisk night with a slight breeze, and this pen is the only thing keeping my mind focused on something other than sleep, junk food, sex and cigarettes. I find myself daydreaming about the simple pleasures in life more than anything during my nights here. So far, training has had it's ups and downs. For the physical stuff, I am at the back of the pack and watching the front fly by me. I battle with muscle failure everyday and it's a major struggle. Today I went through the gas chamber and it was exciting enough not to think about my aching body. However, choking, coughing and blowing dust on your "battle buddy" sucks so bad, I'd rather have some muscle failure any day! Well, if I had to explain all this in one word it would be STRUGGLE. There is so much I could write down, but my guard duty is almost over and I just read this entry that's loaded with fragments....oh well! I'll get it back eventually. It's been since our house burned that I have written in a journal ...... Goodnight to all, Anthony
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