I'm hunched over in my tent, the rain pelting down upon me. It's CAT1 outside.

Back at the Coy Line; we'd be indoors. Back home, I'd be cowering in my room.

How things change. I only wish I had a better tent.

I hate being outfield. It's exceedingly uncomfortable and SO many things can go wrong. Just this morning we were fucked over by our commanders because some idiots didn't know how to control their flashlights*.

Anyway, the SSM is here and he's not too happy. Because of that, we're all on edge.

Did you know they can hold us in Field Camp indefinitely?

*Light discipline-the instructor's are not allowed to see light gleaming from our tents.