Numara Dört

“I wonder if rooms in an insane asylum have Do Not Disturb signs for the doors. I should hope not, because knock or no knock, every occupant in those rooms is already disturbed.” ~ Jarod Kintz, The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They’re Over

Day 4.  I was itching to go outside today, but the grayness of the day convinced me that it was best to stay indoors.  I was happy that I listened to my inner thoughts because awhile after that decision, I heard a man screaming outside in the street in front of my building.  The sounds coming from him were unintelligible.  It was unclear if he was singing loudly, rapping loudly, or just making guttural noises.  I looked out through my window and saw that he was moving spastically on the sidewalk, almost like a toddler first learning to walk.  His face was in a grimace as if he were in pain, but he also appeared angry, and his arms were flailing, seemingly punching something unseen in front of him.  He did this for a few minutes, and then he continued down the street, the sound of his battle cry fading into a hum.

Tonight I hung on the pull-up bar and did reverse crunches.  I’m starting to get callouses on my palms, and I like it.

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