I Miss...

We are still hiding out and holding on. An emotion I'm feeling right about now would be worry. My friend Anna is acting like a hypochondriac- she's really worried about her health. The reason she is like this is because she has a lot of allergies and is also lactose intolerant. This health problems make her into somewhat of a picky eater. She is not able to eat most of the food that the Baptist helpers smuggle to us. Although life is boring here sometimes, there has been no mayhem- which is good. Billy Joe has been experiencing some lumbago because he never excercises. Anna has told him to get out of his chair and move around a bit but he won't budge. Billy Joe is definitely the pessimist of the group. I doubt he has any faith that God will protect us. He is 60 years old and says he feels like an hourglass slowly running out of sand. The emotion he is feeling is sadness. This reminds me of my bedroom at home which I miss. Sadness reminds me of this room because I spent many hours crying there. Even though this room reminds me of sadness it has brought me comfort. The bed is a loving hug and the blankets keep me safe like a guard. The dressers store my secrets like a diary. I sigh as the memories rush into my brain like a waterfall.