Is this real? I just caught myself thinking that this is nothing but a dream. We've just landed in Iraq and there are hundreds of men looking all the same in these uniforms, it doesn't feel real. Am I really here? Well this isn't as bad as I though but is neither as good as I'd hoped. Everyone is in such a rush, running from one place to another non-stop. The guys that came with me are all going somewhere and I have no idea where I'm suppose to be or go. I'm looking around and everything looks alike and new, but I haven't had time to process if it's a good new or just bad. Someone's yelling at me and I'm beginning to think this isn't my final destination.