Thank you for opening the door. I feel a bit more free actually. My perception of this place has changed. It is still a refuge however. It has rained in the place for what I think is over 12 years. The cloud follows me and I wont ask it to go away. I hate it. But in a way it is a comfort to me. After all, it has been there with me for a long long time. I have gotten used to it. I’m not even sure what would happen if the sun hit my body.
The clock started fresh again. I am on day 2. Only day two. It really feels like weeks. What is that?