You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.
You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
You complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
You see only what the media wants you to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
You talk trash about your 'buddies' that aren't with you.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.
He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.
You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today.
He stays up for days on end. So you stay up for 16 hours.
You roll your eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.
You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.
He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
You complain of a 'headache', and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
