I live in A-frame lodgings made of wood.
I am one of the little people. I keep to myself and accept the consequences of my absence in the social sphere.
Inside my room, I have things in strict order. However, you, dear viewer, might rightly protest, “things are out of place!” I spent the past few hours watching the phone as I laid in bed, which has severely disrupted my daily routine, and accounts for the displacement of things.
When the phone finally rings, it isn’t the phone at all but jangling metal gear on the uniforms of military issue. They have infiltrated my labyrinth.
M is for Military.
rheim alkadhi | ريم القاضي 
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