There's this feeling that you get when you are overseas that is almost indescribable. I am amongst people I have worked alongside for years, brothers and sisters and arms, yet I've never felt so alone. My logic would like to attribute this to realistic causes, to help shield the pain- like the fact that I am away from friends and family, or I'm just having an off day, or maybe I ate something funny. But lo, the true answer comes shining forth not from the head, but the heart. Physical contact in some way, shape or form. It can be as simple as a hug or as extravagant as wild, tantric, sensual encounters, but some form. Soldiers need to be held