Confinement Day #2

This deserves mention. Heroes must die. With sham regret, Hoffman agreed. (Stranger Than Fiction) It completes the story. Well, not quite if we recall the ending - Crick did not die, and neither did Harry Potter. Yes but that's because it IS fiction. In the 'real' world, heroes must die. JBJ passed away on 30 September and Dr C's letter to him was touching. I teared, like many others. Then I went to mop the floor. It was something I had to do today. There were a few things I had to do other than tackle Ethnic Chinese as Southeast Asians and Visuality and Identity and I am glad I did because it had given me the lifeline I was hoping I would find. Titles can be very helpful. The progress today is significant - I am finally walking in a straight line and not in circles. It does not mean I can see the light but at least I know for a fact, and that is important to me, that I am circling a 'line' not a 'circle'. That would make Confinement Day #3 more bearable. I am penning #2 earlier than usual today because there are movies to watch. C was going to call me later, that's when there is free call in 20minute blocks. We usually have to hang up a couple of times. That's one hour's worth of free call. I will look forward to talking to her. The landlord said yes you have to talk to someone, especially, we are women. Yes, how perceptive and insightful. It is a pity I don't speak her vernacular language otherwise, it would be a blast, I would yak non-stop. She called earlier to ask if I would like to join her (and her husband) tomorrow to South Coast, it's a day trip. It would be a break, but I replied, I would be too stressed to enjoy myself. I need to finish the paper. Yes, we have heard it before. D is quite sick of this. He is counting down. Counting to the day I FINISH the paper and well, my 'return'. If tomorrow's weather is as good as today's, I know I can look forward to another great Confinement Day (#3) in the garden. But that's tomorrow.