From an other-wise-sane perspective
another day and i’m free. but flat on my back healing my two feet. typing with one arm and a thumb. y and im freewunder the covers at least and made it to the bed. also got the computer set to play my stored videos.
i don’t care if i have cancer. i don’t care if i am dying right now. i don’t want to be locked up again. i didn’t do anything wrong. i don’t break the law.
free in bed is still free. the kitchen is only 12feet away.