Well, it’s been almost six (6) hours. Not 72, not 36 or even 24, just 6. I am feeling a tightness in my chest and I don’t know how to say this, but I am done. The feeling of separation washed over me the moment I laid down on my cot. I was expecting it maybe on Saturday night, not within the first watch.
I don’t have the make up for this type of project. I will write more about this feeling as I can unpack it. I simply can not fathom the feelings it would cause for those who are in this type of situation with no escape. I would go crazy.
I am, regrettably, signing off. Heading home.