What’s in the name

Engineer turned Naval Aviator. Love for the sky, thrill for the unknown, honor for the flag, and here I am donning the whites, tearing through the blue, the red pulsing through my veins for the saffron and green hue. I write not for I am, but I am for I write. Nothing worthy really, things I ponder when day dreaming on sunday afternoons, in the classrooms and during breakfast. Give it a read, maybe you’d find some meaning to all that language, for I still have to find success there, ’cause I can tear through the blue, but it’s little harder finding the meaning between those words.

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