Still, a cell would be genuinely useful right now.
On the other hand, I've been bloody useless all day. I'm feeling better than I was, and than I was, but echoes of the silence and a touch of upset over other things that are taking place led to fitful sleep. This, in turn, led to a lack of motivation today. I can scarce afford to slouch, but I'll give myself this one break. I probably won't be decompressing over the weekend, so I'm planning on accepting my irresponsibility as a requirement for continued mental health. Or something. Stop laughing!
Last night, a vase I threw ended up looking exactly like a mostly-used roll of toilet paper. I share this for my amusement. Stop laughing!