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friday, february 20, 1998, 04:54 Whenever I go skating, I always take the same route. I walk up past the coffee shop, past the co-op, to the intersection with the bank. Then I take a left, and I keep walking until I hit the chain-link fence that separates the private school from the rest of the world and I walk down the street, and take the next right, following the fence. I like watching the children. I'm not really sure why, but there's just something special about watching them, even if it is through a fence, past two large shipping containers that must be holding supplies for the construction that they're doing between the fence and the basketball court. Listening to their laughing screaming yelling listening to the ball balls pounding on the court, watching them play hide and seek watching them watching me through the fence. It reminds me of a different time in my life. A time when I didn't care so much about everything, a time when I didn't know what was out there waiting for me, when I didn't know enough to be worried about anything. It's also interesting to watch depending on when I finally decide to go skating, because on different days at different times there will be different kids out there. Sometimes it's the little kids, playing running swarming around, the teachers sticking out towering above the masses of children. And sometimes it's the older kids, the teenagers, running talking, more grown up, yet not quite as much as I've felt lately. All of this through one green chain-link fence.
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