July 15, 2008
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One More Day of Imprisonment
My otorhinolaryngologist says that I need to stay in the hospital for one more day. The marginal cost of this one more day is much larger than expected. I can go nowhere. I only stay in my ward surfing the internet or reading books and magazines. Actually, I do not have much spirit for books. Once I need to take the pills, I will be retarded. When a nurse pulls up the curtain of the ward, I am surprised to see the blue sky with only one or two pieces of cloud hanging over it. I start hating myself for recovering so slow.
I am annouced to be trapped in the cage for one more day of imprisonment. My mind has already gone far far away for the vacation. When can my body follow physically?
