Convalescence. Such an utter weakness that you lie like an animal hibernating, playing possum. You float. You are adrift. Every current is stronger than you.
New York has an electronic heart.
We are never trapped unless we choose to be.
... and the very folds of the curtains contained secrets and sighs.
... only love begets love.
Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity and stumble from defeat to defeat.