crawling across a school playground on my hands and knees. takes ages. arms getting so tired. i know i have to crawl all through town to get home, arrghh. the pavement will be so unforgiving. the military is out there beyond the schoolyard. i watch as a tank rolls by. walking around in the dark, much later, i see armed guards beyond a blocked off road. nowhere to go.
(note: as a theme, the military represents permanent, unavoidable change to me, the kind i fight tooth and nail.)