Distant Sunday

I attended church today, experiencing a vary caring community. After lunch the walls of my flat started "pressing inward" and I had to escape a while. A drive through the country side and a large piece of chocolate cake improved my feelings toward this captive state I'm in.

The answer to yesterdays question is: The promise of breathing normally, feeling the tingle of oxygen rich blood pumping through an exercised body. The ability to move freely, to perspire as a result of muscles working effortlessly. To have that "swollen thigh" feeling after a hard cycle race. I can recite plenty more...It is so near... Hope will cary me on her wings and I shall hang on waiting for a future, bright like the summer sun.