Today, I had the opportunity to feel like a serviceman. Vitaly and I had just arrived from training. We were brought to that transit point or base where I spent two weeks.
Of course, we wanted to go home for at least a couple of days. To see our families, catch our breath, relax, and reflect a little on what had happened.
But our orders said we had to report to our unit on August 24, 2024, i.e., the next day 🙂
The unit is located in another city, which is more than six hours away.
So, having just arrived from training, we already have to go to the unit.
But I signed a contract and now I don’t belong to myself. I belong to the Armed Forces of Ukraine.
Now we are driving with Vitaliy. We are going to our unit. Two other men are traveling with us to the same unit. Men who have literally spent most of their lives behind bars.
One of them says that most of what he sees now is new to him. For example, we stopped at a gas station to use the restroom. When he saw the hand dryer, he didn’t know what it was or how to use it. When he saw that he could put his hands in it, he was very surprised.
At the next gas station, he went to the restroom again. And then, for about five minutes, he talked with wide eyes about how the toilet flushed itself. He said he felt like someone was watching him, and when he finished his business, they flushed for him.
The army, or more accurately, war, gives such people a second chance.
A chance to start life over. Will they take advantage of this chance? I don’t know.
I know we’re going to the unit. What will be there? I don’t know for sure.
I don’t understand how you can remain an atheist in the army :). During the war, the army puts you in a position where the most important thing you have is hope.
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