The ceilings are high and the paint-work uniformly cream. The bed too is high, markedly raised above the linoleum floor, and in the wall behind it there are metal sockets of various kinds and a call bell. I think that the sockets are for emergency equipment on occasions when I may do myself harm. In the door there is a glazed square with a grid of wire inside it. People observe me through it, sometimes I know when there is a face there, and sometimes I do not bother to notice. There is nobody’s face in the world that I want to see but when it is Bonnie Jean I know that she will always smile. It was easy to become adapted to living here because for the first months I was what Trevor calls very doped up. I slept, or I merely gazed into the foreground space a great deal, dozing with my eyes open. I was conscious of things going on around me only in so far as you notice a fly buzzing against a windowpane or a television set in another flat. Therefore, by the time I was more aware of my surroundings and they reduced the dosages, I was already accustomed to this place.
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