That they walk on is paved in gold
And it's always summer
They'll never get cold
They'll never get hungry
They'll never get old and gray

Fastball, "The Way"
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There seems to be a bit of arrested development going on here in furlough. I mean that not in the sense of the show on Fox, but in the sense that there's very little resposibilities as far as the residents are concerned. Sure, there's a rotation of chores that must be done daily (last night, it was my room's turn to throw out the trash, for example), but beyond that, I take back the comparison that The Facility is one big apartment or dormitory complex; it's like going back in time and going to camp. And it's sad, too, because I see a bunch of twenty-somethings running around not knowing what to do with their lives. Sure, there are those who are mature enough to take this experience and make themselves wiser as a result, but I'm afraid that quite a few people who go through furlough simply go through the motions, as if it was something their parents made them do to occupy the time. In a lot of other inmates here, I really don't see growth. I don't see development of character. I don't see arcs in their life's plot. I live with a hundred other bad books.