"Play sports, but don't go outside.  Make friends, but don't go outside.  Do something!  Don't go outside!" 

I wasn't a claustrophobic kid.  I loved my four walls more than anything.  There was so much to do - watch movies, draw, read.  I would stay in my cramped closet re-reading the books I had already read, now stained or creased or warped - though I tried keeping them pristine, over and over and over. 

It's not like I didn't go places.  

t.b.c.

I can't go outside.  Can't.  I might die.

Created 3 September 2025
Last updated 14 September 2025