As the evening reached later into the night, it got increasingly disturbing as each moment ticked by determined a shorter moment of freedom.
Tomorrow will be a long journey to the west, with a mental 'baggage' as I'll miss my angel so much. Fortunately, I had been able to see her these 2 evenings after her lessons. These time spent with her made my evenings before the 'tormenting' much more pleasant.
I would love to spend more time with her, but it had better be that I return home and touch up the final bit of my baggage for this military journey that will deprive me of freedom, seeing my beloved angel and the time for my own things.

Guess it's inevitable...hope to finish it soon.

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