OP Brown

A silent night.

I just got done with sitting on a ridge line for 2 days. We sat on a windy ridge, huddling together against the bitter wind and whipping snow. We watched as artillery rounds rained down in the valley before us. Night fell. We attached our night vision goggles to our helmets. I flicked my monocle on and beheld my surrounding. For a brief minute, I didn’t feel the wind or the cold. My bleeding lips and swollen knee didn’t matter. For through the goggles, I beheld the stars. Those stars that are too dim to see with the naked eye glowed before me.  It was, as they say, a mind-gasm.

Science really did save my “soul”.