Gemotions

The estate sale was a circus, a chaotic flurry of strangers pawing through the remnants of a life. David, the executor, felt detached, a spectator in his own family's history. He was going through the personal effects, the letters, the knick-knacks. He found his father's letter of resignation from the military. It was a job his father had kept for thirty years.

He knew his father had been a career soldier, a man of duty and honor. He felt the weight of his own existence, his carefully planned career path, the life that had been mapped out for him. It was a life that felt constricting, not freeing.

He felt the sudden, sharp, desire to do something different. He needed to get away, to escape.