Tuesday...(1)

It's Tuesday and the napalm fires have settled down, screams are starting to quiet themselves, and both sides have just agreed to a cease fire to gather the wounded from the battlefield. On the side some people have already made their exit from the war while others still are fighting to get to a point where they can safely evacuate without being followed or shot pendent their exit. The infrastructure is standing but only because the fighting that has been going on has been that of  perseverance to survive and emotional distress. At this point most people are fighting the enemy anymore, they are fighting themselves and fighting to survive. I've seen more men and women break down around this time than in any other extent of time. The people are delirious and are losing morale. The concussion from the artillery has created zombies. Everyone is just going through the motions of their new found routines of wartime.

I am talking about school of course..