217 days.

You’ve been deployed for 217 days, and you’re now starting to realize that war takes a toll on the mind. The soft patter of midnight rain hits the window of your barracks, giving you a slight sense of tranquility. Not for long, though.

The booming sound of a bullet runs through your head, and you jolt violently, reaching for your rifle. Your eyes scan over the other sleeping bodies in the barracks, and you realize it was just your head playing tricks on you.

I want to go home.