I awoke to the same view as always: bars and walls. Still in isolation.
This barren, lonely existence. I stared out, so very alone.
I stood and shook the bars. I had to have a change! I had to!
“I can’t stand it in here anymore!” I cried to no one. “Somebody get me outta here!”
Or was it? Did I hear a voice from beyond that wall?
A figure approached. A woman. She was big. And bleary-eyed.
“You’re up early today, Sweetums!”
She reached into my cell. Release at last!
“Let’s get you a fresh diaper before breakfast.”