i feel like an "i, robot" with a small "i". I look around and people are sleeping, shopping, going home, watching movies and they look so happy and i wake up at 6, run, do all sorts of drills but none with perfection, come back and sleep only to be woken up by an announcement, do some talking, some accompanying and come back only to get ready to run some more, shoot some more and a few more drills but none with perfection. i dont know why i sit on the sidelines and cheer. i hate myself for that. go to the mess eat and laugh and pretend that i dont have to go back write my sop, work on my ddp and wake up at 6 the next morning. if only time could freeze and i could run away to a place where no one could reach me. more than once i have got this feeling that i am serving a term in the prison. all i want to do is be free for some time. read something nice. sleep and jog when i want to..
it's snowing outside
nancy's found a clue
she had missed it earlier
but she thought it through
there's cheese there's fire
its a white day on the alphs
heidi fell asleep
while nancy snooped in her dreams..
