I've been in absolute darkness for the last fourteen days. My eyes are not healing well. I'm so alone it's maddening. Today, I got op with a aching pressure above my sick eye and my head is heavy from lack of sleep. Now that I've moved myself, like everyday, to my dark study, I can feel through the double curtains that it's cold, wet and dreary outside. The wind is tugging at the shutters and blows a melancholy tune down my chimney. With every gust of wind, the rain clatters against the windows.
I try to evoke some of the cheerfulness that I lack, in my cat, and lure her with a peace of string; but she retreats to her warm basket near the radiator. She's cold and sad like I am.
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