I’m stuck in a kind of jail now. The Leader of this oddball world in which I currently live makes all sorts of weird Demands upon his subjects. Lately he has chosen to Force me to spend a full Four Days in quarantine. His Plan is supposedly to Release me after I have Read all the regulations he expects people to follow. Somehow many people appear to find life in our supposed utopia quite delightful but as far as I’m concerned it doesn’t really Send me. I can’t understand how anyone can possibly even try not to Grow so tired and jaded with all this manipulation. On the Edge of my cot is a Feather, which has quietly fallen from my pillow.
A Milestone Sunday Whirl #500~