I Had One Luxury In The Army

Out of necessity, everyone becomes a morning person when they join the infantry.

This came as a shock when I enlisted as a desk-bound and college-educated 23-year-old. I had never enjoyed waking before dawn, and I loved lazy mornings spent over a cup of coffee and a book. I missed those things the most in basic training as my sense of self was subsumed into the Army, all the softness and privilege of my life stripped away, as I was made to feel, again and again, that I was not special. Starved of even the smallest luxuries, I took to looking at the sunrise. Every morning,

I stole a glance at the lifting clouds in the pale sky and smiled. For a few seconds, the world felt like it was mine again, like I was on the right path.


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