by Ben Lilly Doldrums I think to myself... This is what a prisoner feels like. They sit in a shoe box shaped room day in and day out with a single window. It has to be unimaginably boring. There's a single 2x2 window giving you just enough of a glimpse to know things still change.That things outside of the cement box are not stagnate. The seasons still alter the landscape, daylight starts a new day, and then darkness blankets the land with stillness.
Certain of uncertainty
Certain of uncertainty
Certain of uncertainty
by Ben Lilly Doldrums I think to myself... This is what a prisoner feels like. They sit in a shoe box shaped room day in and day out with a single window. It has to be unimaginably boring. There's a single 2x2 window giving you just enough of a glimpse to know things still change.That things outside of the cement box are not stagnate. The seasons still alter the landscape, daylight starts a new day, and then darkness blankets the land with stillness.