Ode to a Submariner #1

Living in a submarine is like living in a time capsule.

You're packed away in it and buried (ocean, dirt, same difference). People start to forget about you, the sound of your voice, the curves of your face. The world above goes on its merry way and changes. The world series and elections are won and lost. Celebreties marry and divorce. War was declared as was a cease fire. And there you are in your floating time capsule wearing the same thing you wore when you left.

And then you are dug up (summoned by the powers that be at DoD). Maybe you've changed a little - your hair and toenails are longer, but the world has changed more. The woman that you love has cut her hair and painted her toenails and forgot how to kiss a little. You remember together until the next capsule is buried.