In selection, in periods of time, you go back to your barracks. And when I went to selection, it was a piece of plywood, no pillow, and you have a bunk that has no pad, nothing, nothing comfortable. You'll go to sleep in the morning, and you'll wake up, and half of your entire crew that you went to bed with is gone. That reminds me of being out on patrols where they're total dick drag or patrols where you're carrying a shit ton of weight and you're going really far. And you still got to get to the target on time. It's something that always is in the front of my, um, heads up display