Random Thought #476
Every night, at about the same time just after last light, I sit out on the Hesco wall, smoke and turn over the day in my mind – How did we do? What went wrong? What went right? How can we do better? That sort of thing….
And every night, at the same time, a UAV flies overhead, at about 8000 – 10000’(my best guess), on the same track. Every night I look up and wave at the drone as it putters its way over my compound and out to the east. It’s become a sort of ritual for me and gives me a strange sense of ease and calm.
I wonder if, every night, some UAV pilot somewhere spots me with his FLIR – and god-knows what other technical wizardry – says: “There’s that guy again,” and gives me a wave back.