When I was a pup, all I wanted was to be was to be a pilot in the military.
Circumstance prevented that from ever becoming a possibility, though.
But I've recently learned that I still have a shot. Maybe I can't fly planes, but I can still be a soldier. For the past few weeks, I've wanted nothing more in this world. I'm almost there too, each day is a step closer to graduation, which is a step closer to running off to the military. It is, in a paradoxical way, my freedom. I will be unreachable.