Kowalski was lying in bed. Sure, the other guys have had their bad days, but.. It was hard for him. How could he go on much longer? He was thinking of leaving. Without a goodbye. He knew he could. But would he? The bunk he was in was cold and hard. He wanted so many things. He wanted to tell Doris he loved her. He wanted to tell Skipper to get his own brain... He wanted to be free. But he couldnt. He was a military officer now. That wouldnt change. He could get court martialed with the snap of a flipper. So he would sit.. And keep waiting. He knew he couldnt last much longer.. He knew he was going to finally crack. He couldnt stand it anymore.. He was resorting to unhealthy habits. He would'nt cut himself, no. That was too easy. He would sit, and think about what he could have become if he had gone to the universiteit with his siblings instead of the academy. He wanted to go home.