Counting down

For anyone that may read this, my apologies upfront in that this post is not about current events in the worldly sense but rather a more personal post...venting for my own sake... :-)
I am finally (almost) at the terminus of my adventures in the military-industrial complex... The closer I get to my freedom, the more I find myself agitated that it can't come soon enough! I walk around the base, confident in my knowledge and awareness of who I am, and I view my fellows in arms with suspicion, alarm, and pity. I shouldn't project my aversions to my service onto them, but it is difficult to not view them as sheep, lined up for an eventual slaughter...and the tenuous reality is that should I be set up for the same slaughter prior to my liberation from this "chicken-shit outfit", what could I do to avoid the looks of pity of others? Not much. My actions are constrained...so close to freedom and yet the proximity is a maddening reminder of my bindings!!!
Nevermind that...I very much look forward to the near day that I (and my family) are free of these trappings and able to stretch our legs and smell the air of freedom of choice and action. I have no illusions that it will be easy or the land of milk and honey, but the mere thought that there is a forge against which we can test our mettle heartens me to the prospect of truly living...of facing life with all of its possibilities and, God willing, succeeding.
We are going to be Free Staters in new Hampshire. Whether we will live as Anarcho-Capitalists, Agorists, Voluntaryists, or mere mundanes remains a mystery...what is not a mystery is that the page is yet unwritten...and thank God for that! :-)