Wow, my day has been noneventful.
Long, but noneventful. I awoke at 3:25 this morning, giving me five miuntes to get where I needed to go. For a more lengthy diatribe on the sheer
wrongness of arising before 4:00 am, please see my
May 9, 2000 daylog. But let's just say I'm a little
sleepy. Watch is watch, but I do get to crawl around in one of the
main machinery rooms, tracing out the main and auxilliary
gland exhaust system. Maybe one of these days I'll node the
basic steam cycle and its physical representation on an
aircraft carrier.
Mechanical engineers might be interested, at least.
I was a
citizen, a
student, a
fiance. Now I am a
sailor, a
PR Flack, a
husband. I am a
father as well.
I think I have paid attention to the little things in a good way. I remember the sun rising over the Jefferson Memorial on a warm spring morning. I have been the intimate acquaintance 130 degree heat, and I can still feel the weight of my son as he fell asleep on my arm while I learned to write html.
But the big things, the overarching changes in my life, have passed me by without a murmur or a sigh. I can't point to a cetain time when I became an adult, or when I became more military than civilian. Sure, I can guesstimate, but the real truth is that I have become what I am today without my own knowledge, or even cooperation.