Here on Bagram, I can hear people celebrating outside of my hut; despite the base being dry, you'd think we were drunk. I feel drunk, certainly, at least with possibility and hope and optimism; what a wonderful day. I wish I could be home in Baltimore for this, although with the crowds, I wonder if folks home in D.C./ Baltimore might think I was nuts for that.
in which there is amazement and gratitude
Posted by Sarah on January 20, 2009
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