My tour doesn’t last as long as I want and I end up bored. I’d honestly rather be at work, dealing with rude patients and doctors. Instead, I end up in my room sitting by the window looking at the world pass me by. This is my life now. I should focus on making some positives, I guess. I could take up cooking with Judy. Workout more, write a novel. Learn to knit. I don’t know. It’s the first day of my not so great new life and it’s already become dull yet overwhelming at the same time. A part of me still feels like I’ll get out of here, but my mind keeps having to remind me that I’m not. It’s going to take a while to be fully convinced because right now this all just feels like a bad dream.
Pressing my hand to the window, I feel the coolness of the outside. I think about all the winter clo
