Wednesday, August 19, 2015

100 Odd Words - Sleeping in an Institution

Every night, one of the nurses would push open the door to the bedspace and shine a flashlight in to make sure we were still in our beds and presumably not in the process of attempting suicide.  She would leave the door hanging wide open each time.  I would wake to the light of the flashlight and stay awake to the light from the hallway.  Each time I would get out of bed and push the door almost closed--enough to block the light but not enough to click the latch, lest they come barging in again for our protection.

No comments: