thursday, november 6th, 12.36pm
i'm still at my mother's house.
the kids are at school and work, so i am left with my mother and her husband who are off for today.
why? i do not know.
but i can tell you that they are here.
there is some guy digging a ditch of sorts in the front yard.
perhaps it is the beginning to some sort of mote for to quarantine them from the rest of civilization.
they keep giving me promises of letting me go, but so far, it has not happened.
sidney, who is allowed work privileges, is at work, but tonite she will be given lessons on driving.
they are supplying her with means of escape.
but you have to ask yourself, "why?"
what do they get out of this game of cat-and-mouse.
capture one and set the other free while the other still remains clueless as to the horrors.
oh the horrors.
clean linens, flower scented air, filtered water; it's all a cover-up.
i don't know how much longer i can last here.
oh god, what was that!?
only the wind...
the kids are at school and work, so i am left with my mother and her husband who are off for today.
why? i do not know.
but i can tell you that they are here.
there is some guy digging a ditch of sorts in the front yard.
perhaps it is the beginning to some sort of mote for to quarantine them from the rest of civilization.
they keep giving me promises of letting me go, but so far, it has not happened.
sidney, who is allowed work privileges, is at work, but tonite she will be given lessons on driving.
they are supplying her with means of escape.
but you have to ask yourself, "why?"
what do they get out of this game of cat-and-mouse.
capture one and set the other free while the other still remains clueless as to the horrors.
oh the horrors.
clean linens, flower scented air, filtered water; it's all a cover-up.
i don't know how much longer i can last here.
oh god, what was that!?
only the wind...