It is unimaginably hot today. It is hard to fathom what the jews are wearing! That is
some religion to survive so much sweating. Too hot.
Day 5
The weather has taken a turn. The air is no longer thick as lead with stifling heat,
the clouds no longer gather at mid-afternoon to entice with a shower but only to
deliver a searing drizzle. This change has not helped. The skies mock me with blue
and white sunshine, people pass in the street and shout, "What a fabulous day, yes?".
It sends rivulets of pain and horror through my brain as my hand shoots out,
deperately clutching for something, anything, to throw. Give me rain, give me heat!
Anything but the dullness and tedium of "nice weather"!
Day 14
The rain has come. It does not cheer me. I long only for change, for variety, for the
new, the different. Delilah came again today but brought none of her usual
brightness. Had she been bright I would only have wished her ill, anything but what
is. I want only what is not. She left meager provisions to last me the coming weeks.
If only I last that long.
Day 17(?)
I must go back down! The burning of the sky, the thundering of rain on the window
panes. It is all too much! It is a battle of will. I must not buckle. My will must
defeat my nature, I must remain, I must see it through. It is the only way. If I
cannot persist, all will be lost.
Day 23
They have come! The waiting is over! Just as I truly believed they never would, they
arrived. No longer will I have to remain here, scorched by the sun and the rain and
the darkness. No longer will I have to live in this chair, no longer feel the pain of
dashed hopes as Delilah's pathetic knock sends my spirit soaring with anticipation,
only to be dashed with the sight of her damnable form through the peephole. I am
free. I can return. I have not missed too much, as I feared I would. It can be
recouped. It must be. Bailey is waiting.
+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+
--Subtitle for this piece, "Three weeks, No cable"
(This is version 2. I lost the first one when my browser crashed. Very disappointing
because it had much better adjectives. Shit.)