hanging on in quiet desperation

The clouds were good today. I passed a pleasant hour with my feet up on the radiator watching them to a Pink Floyd soundtrack. Don't judge too harshly - I'm not up to much else.

Tomorrow I get out of here. Neck scan first thing in the morning then I get picked up and taken back to freedom. There is nothing I can think of that I will miss about being in this room. I want to back on the T3 with a working brain and walkinh somewhere instead of just on the spot in my head virtual walking.

Here is a poor quality pic of the view from the window, although its actually better than this. It's just here because I can....