The luxury of feeling dry

And I mean the backside specifically. Having a WET butt is an awful feeling, especially when you are very tired and wish to catch some sleep.

I got to experience days of having a wet rear during my last in-camp training. Due to wet weather and morning dew, the grass and dirt tracks are perpetually wet. And since we humans don't usually sleep while standing, I got to sit on the damp ground.

Wet undies stuck to ur butt cheeks and the feeling of coldness, while the gravel further 'accentuates' the feeling. AHHH!!! The thought of it makes me squirm.

On another note, we (the platoon) are all in it. So this experience is not mutually exclusive. We've probably complained about everything from weather to food to the distance we're walking to the officers, but well. we survived again. I'm so fond of this group of people I tell u. We've gone thru so much sh*t together, and sorry for the disgusting analogy, but shit binds us closer together. I feel a tinge of sadness whenever we out-pro. Is it only me? I never get bored among these people...

We don't meet up as regularly as before, and with work and personal committments, we'll probably see one another only yearly. Do they think of me like I think of them occasionally? I have no idea... Maybe they are only too glad to go back to their girlfriends/wives/family.

A wet backside is bearable with these people who will go thru thick and thin with me... if necessary. Till then my frens of platoon 6.