Run?

The old saying is that if your nest looks like a cage, run!

But what if it was my nest, that I've paid off, and it was her that perceived it as a cage? I was trapped, taking abuse, and it DID become my cage! What a horrible and depressing predicament. My solution was to grin and bear it, and patiently wait it out... for four years... until my cellmate left.

Lessons were learned here much too numerous to mention, and much too cynical to be entertaining. The funny part is that this was the second time, but it will be my last, for sure.

Things are much funnier in hindsight!

- © 2008 by Willy
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