So I have had about two weeks off and after ten months in the camps I have to say I loved the time away. Now I have to go back to work in the Detention Facilities and with 3 more months until I leave to go home I am dreading every minute of it. Still I have had a reasonably good past few days I have been out partying with friends, talking to people back home, and getting some nice relaxing time in. Work is so boring nowadays, I miss the more exciting days, but considering I am putting all this in a blog open to the public I can't say much about work. It sucks when all your problems stem from work and you can't talk to anyone about it because it is classified. After months of psychological warfare, as they call it, I finally think I am starting to crack under the pressure of it all everywhere I look I see work, I turn on the news more stuff about this place, I hang out with friends here all that they talk about is work because honestly what else is there, and worst of all I go to sleep and I start to have dreams or flashback, or whatever you want to call them, about things I have seen working here. I know I am seriously $%&@ed up because of this place, I just hope I want carry the scars of my work here with me home. I just have to stay positive and keep thinking only 3 more months I guess. For now I guess this is Goodnight.