I'm leaving for basic training tomorrow and it's just been this odd quiet sort of bittersweet. Like a sunset without the music. Singing happy birthday early bc i won't be in town when it rolls around was ridiculously sad, everyone started crying.
This isn't a particularly poetic or comedic post, just felt like it was something I should say while the emotions are still fresh.
My dad's in the bedroom trying to act like he's not about to cry, mom's not doing much better.
I'm not even nervous. Just a quiet, accepted sadness.