Debrief And Decompress
Home turf should have been a sight of relief. It wasn’t. Instead it was a road sign indicating how far was still to go before the team could really wash off the grime of the road and the realities of what they’d been doing. Work didn’t end just because they had returned.
Work only continued. And now it meant recounting and recognizing what had happened and how it didn’t go according to plan. Tanja wanted to put it off. As she knew did the rest of the crew. But now, before they forgot, before they got sloppy, before they got clean and strove to forget was the time to do it.
Those in the tower would also compel them to comment on their work. Critique was never something Tanja considered part of the work when she entered this field. But it made sense. There were always additional things to learn. Maybe something someone missed that would provide a clue to the next operation. It just sucked that after a couple weeks in the field, and still covered in blood some of it their own, the team had to gather with their superiors and report.
The bright side of it was the welcome. Upon entering the gates there was coffee. And warm water to bring some semblance of normalcy back to Tanja and the team. It never washed away what had happened. But it at least made them feel human again.
Today’s art is courtesy of Thom Tenery from Los Angeles, USA.