I didn't take that picture in the previous post, I swear. I swear on everything that is holy - I got it from an online swimsuit catalogue. I promise.
...a little stuck, am I, in my glass box today. Not communicating well, but I can see everything going on around me. I feel as awkward as the child with her face pressed up against the window...features all warped and smashed, looking at everything that is unaccessible at this point. Tomorrow morning I am hoping to find the lid to my glass box open. I have had enough trying to break out for today.