Moving to the Unknown
Time sometimes plays a nasty trick on you and begins moving awfully fast. The most terrible thing is to know nothing of what will be next. No suggestion about the future at all. It is especially disturbing to think of potential tortures, torments and death. Certainly, in prison there are no clocks or alarm clocks. Frequently there is a radio, but this detention facility was among those where the only advantage was the absence of mold, which the detainee should be satisfied with.
I woke up in advance. Internal clock continued ticking non-stop. In fact I felt even relieved leaving this bed bug den. To live in this cell was a pure torture. To suffer from bug bites, disgust and continuous paranoia... My incredible clean habits made me re-wash all dishes all the times, s
