warriors

Today happens to be a short visit at the warriors sanctuary. What a beautiful day it is indeed. The sun shines on my skin and warms me soul as I walk into the building. I enter the same sliding glass doors, as always, to find a bunch of smiling people as they crowd the inside main waiting room. I immediately notice that the popcorn machine has been relocated to a different area in the room. Moreover, I take a gander around the room and notice that the room has been rearranged. Where as before the room was filled with rows of chairs in the center along with chairs outlining the perimeter of the walls, there is now no chairs along side the walls. The chairs have been distributed differently. In fact these chairs are completely different chairs. They look as if they have been upgraded. 

Anyways, I sit down and I begin to look around the room I notice that there are seventeen people in the room. I see three employees, two of which are volunteers wearing red vest. The televisions are on the same two channels Fox News and the History Channel. The monitor displays the number thirty nine. The number thirty nine is red and blinking. I do not remember the numbers ever blinking. 

I focus on one couple who are middle aged Hispanic folk. The woman is coughing and has a kleenex in her hand. The man she is with is sitting next to her contorting her with his arm on his shoulder and looks to be zoning in on her eyes. They both are smiling and the man just kissed the woman. How special to be cared for and to care about someone. They must be a married couple because I look at their wedding finger and see a ring on each of the couples finger. The lady is dressed in denim pants and wearing a blue button up shirt. She does not have a jacket on and the man in also wearing denim pants and a sweatshirt that has the letters A R M Y spelled in the front of a grey sweater. The monitor changed numbers to the number forty. I hear someone call out "forty" and a lady wearing white medical coat steps out of the doorway to help assist whomever has the number forty. A white young man walks towards the Anglo lady wearing the white medical coat. She greets the younger man saying "hello sir, how are you doing" he responds saying he is great and then I hear only the word "routine". They both disappear beyond the doorway and the door shits. I hear a dog bark and look to my left there is the same basset hound dog I have once seen before in the same location. Some elderly Anglo lady is leading the "service dog" to the elevators. I hear a couple kids laughing and saying how big ears are silly looking. 

Forty One is called and flashes on the monitor. An african american lady gets up out of her seat with two children who appear to be no more than ten years of age. The three of them walk towards the doorway wear the lady in a white coat is found. Only this is not the same lady this lady is wearing a white medical jacket and she is also african american. Her hair is braided and medium length her hair resting near the shoulder blades on her back. She is a tall lady and she is wearing tennis shoes, bright orange laces and grey on color. She says something to the two children and the lady as they all walk in the back room somewhere. I look back near the room where the elevators are located and the service dog and owner have disappeared as well. 

Today there is a hispanic lady wearing janitor shirt and black slacks. She seems to be wiping the windows with a rag and using a spray of some kind. She is singing out loud and smiling. I hear sneezing and coughing. I look around the room and notice most everyone is smiling or looks happy. This one older man sitting next to a younger female is coughing really loud and he doesn't sound as if he can breath too well. The lady hands him a cough drop and they start to converse. I am too far to hear the conversation, I can read his lips when he said "thank you". 

I take a walk outside to clear my mind. Also, I feel like I might get sick or have a hard time breathing so I step outside to get some fresh air. Today there is no one in the smoking area. This is a good thing. I am unable to stay for the entire hour. I walk inside to use the restroom and wash my hands. I walk in and notice that it smells really nice inside the restroom. They have some fresh eaukalyptos plant thats in a bouquet resting on the counter top. They also have some sort of bead looking air reshner in a bowl. The colors of everything looks like its fall season. The colors are orange and brown and yellow.