I am not claustrophobic. I think I could happily stay in this room forever, if my fridge miraculously kept restocking food and water. It doesn't. More's the pity.
This room, by the way, is a fairly small box with a ceiling low enough that I can touch it flat-footed, even though I'm average height for a US woman.
I also discovered my watch wasn't broken. Well. It is broken--I discovered it still basically worked when the second hand fell off. It kept good time, once wound, for several hours. Then the minute hand fell off. The hour hand has continued to keep time and I now need to find somebody to put the hands back on, since a watch without hands is basically pointless.
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Elysion Dawning
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Elysion, mildly apathetic low-ranking angel.
Recently moved to a small cottage in ante-purgatory.
Hopes the distance will make it easier to ignore the perpetual singing.
Elysion, mildly apathetic low-ranking angel.
Recently moved to a small cottage in ante-purgatory.
Hopes the distance will make it easier to ignore the perpetual singing.