it’s hard to lose someone mid-sentence. You can’t just put a period where you just had a comma.
Herb and I were just having conversations about our places in life, and I was shocked at how much he had changed during his last few tours. We had lost touch years before, and were trying to catch up. The internet just wasn’t cutting it, i knew we were going to need to have a few beers in person, and chip away at a few layers. Without warning, without explanation, he was gone. Or, at the very least, he was finally free. I don’t mourn for him, but i do miss him. I never got to understand the person he had become. I’m not sure he did either.
I hate war. We don’t just lose soldiers. We lose people we care about. And not always to death. Every time I read about a troop deployment, I wonder about not who we are shipping out. I worry about who we’re bringing back. Many won’t be recognizable to their loved ones. Some won’t make it back at all.
This song churns a lot of raw energies to the surface. Music has the power to take you places. Sometimes, you don’t get to choose the destinations.