NAM (168)

Morning is the ugliest because you can see through all your own bullshit. I guess your ego is still on standby so everything around you just seeps in without much resistance. Like a drunk says shit he wouldn't say sober. I mean you see things in a way that you don't want to see them in the full light of day. You've got your guard down, you can't help it. Only the batshit crazy motherfuckers wake up with their war face on.

In the first light it feels like everyone hates you. Your buddy hates you. The bush hates you. God hates you. And you know that's the truth. Everything else is lies you tell yourself to get through the day.

By the time the sun is done rising, you're back to believing you're all buddies, and it's just the VC and the god damned country that are fucked. But down deep you know you're all fucked from birth, down to a man.