thankful for this, day 16: (infrared) warfare

doors locked.

sneakers laced.

fog machine on.

lasers engaged.

red team.
codename: phoenix.

sounds fearsome,
but i assure you,
i was running around
like a chicken.  

the last time i played laser tag
was probably when i was 12,
if i remember correctly.
i forgot all about
destroying enemy bases
and not storming hideouts by myself.
i may have done better
if i had paid attention to 
how the combat had moved 
upstairs, instead of downstairs.
if it moved, i shot it.
no questions asked.

not the darkest 15 minutes of my life,
but enlightening, none the less.

gotta work on my fighting style.