Day 89 - Imprisoned , trapped , prevented from going for a walk today. Gaoled . Incarcerated. All those words applied today. I have felt trapped before but somehow this morning it felt ten one hundred times worse . I knew before I even got up I was going nowhere . I could hear the rain already. Under the bedclothes it just sounded like a gentle patter . Reality was something very very different . A leaden sky that looked heavy with rain . Would a pregnant filled to the belly with rain sound a better metaphor for what I could see? I knew my walk was in jeopardy before I even got one foot out of bed. Over a long lingering breakfast - porridge for the driver . Nothing for me but a long stretched
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