Benjamin Franklin nailed it when he said, "Fatigue is the best pillow." True story, Benny. There's nothing like pushing your body so far past exhaustion that you'd willingly, even longingly, take a nap on a concrete slab.
When I was 17 years old, I had little-to-no plans for my future besides graduating high school. I always had a strong desire to serve my country and considered myself a patriot at heart. I knew I had to do something that would not only provide me with income, but would also provide me with real-life experience and skills that would drive my future. The choice was simple: I decided to enlist in the United States Marine Corps.
If you're reading this, chances are I don't need to tell you how crappy a military job can be sometimes. I consider myself lucky that the overall crap level I experienced was relatively low during my years in uniform. Still, I endured many moments of boredom and frustration that I grumbled and groaned my way through, all while doing my job as best I could. Because that's what Marines do. I mean, what other option did I have? Quit? Not so much. So I trained hard to suck it up, pushed through, and got things done.