I texted Mary and said,
I am at the moment having some trouble getting out of Ingaʼs apartment
As in you are locked in?
As in it’s a little too beautiful out
There are a few too many possibilities
I’ve been hungry for two days, and there is so much food here, and she told me to eat everything
And now I am full but I’m afraid to leave the food
Do the thing you are most afraid of right?
Especially if what it is is leaving the house
Maybe it’s that there are barriers
Like changing my clothes
I keep dozing off because what bodily time is it?
Also now I am reminded of what treachery weʼre dealing with here.