He's standing in the apartment, plaid shorts on and a military vest. He's tying his new whistle on the front of his jacket. His new ear plugs are stuck in his ears. I tell him he looks like a life guard. He looks in the mirror to see if it's true.
He plugged his ipod into the speakers and we are listening to some Eastern Asian meditation music. He lit incense as I type. There is Chipotle from dinner in the fridge. We have friends coming over at 9. We were supposed to go rock climbing but the military tumps that... as I knew it would.
We went on base at Ft Leavenworth today and we strolled around the shop with all the uniforms and military gear. I bought my dad's birthday present. He handed over his uniform to get his officer gear sewed on. Now we're back home and he's opening his loot, packing his gigantic bag. He strapped that bag on me today, buckling the ties around my waist and chest and cinching the straps around my arms. I padded around the kitchen feeling like a turtle. 35 lbs on my back. Ruck March for 10 miles with that thing? No thanks.
There is military gear strewn around the apartment. The windows are open and the fans are on. It was 95 degrees today but we have yet to turn on the airconditioner. He's used to sleeping outside in the summertime and I am always cold so it is a good match.
Tomorrow is my dad's birthday. Tomorrow I'm hanging out after working with a bunch of my family who have come in town. Tomorrow my roommate leaves for 16 days for military training.
Such is my life right now...
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