I just found out that my friend Dan
decided he’s not volunteering to go to Iraq. A big part of me is glad because now someone that I love a lot won’t be
over there in danger, but at the same time, someone that someone else loves a lot will be instead of him. So,
selfishly I’m happy. Unselfishly, I realize someone has to go, and its vaguely unfair that I get off the hook on
worrying about a soldier. If he had chosen to go, I would’ve supported him, but I would have worried and been
unhappy…So I guess that makes me selfish. I accept that.