moonshadow wrote: ↑Wed Apr 08, 2020 11:58 pmHonestly I struggle to find a reason just to change out of my pajama pants.
I'm in that frame of mind now myself. I get up, throw a big fluffy bathrobe over my nightgown, and head to work where I'll have to deal with incessant priority rearrangements and chimpanzees for the next ten hours.
So, here I am, once again in a gilded cage, imprisoned by the state for a crime I did not commit, and with my own memories receding faster than they ever have before to the point where most are now virtually indiscernible through the fog of time and distance. I cannot recall the last personal interaction I had with another human being. The last time I went for a walk outdoors was yesterday (which I wore a dress for) and the only hint of human activity was the sound of aircraft above, one jet a long way off and a propellor-driven one close in, likely police surveillance. No traffic was heard, nor even a human voice. Even the birds were eerily quiet.
Life sucks. And I'm growing unsure if it beats the alternative.
So, it's back to bed for a few hours, then to rise, rinse, lather, and repeat.
Something to look forward to...