No closer till tonight 

I have lost count of the amount of hands that run along the outside wall that I hear while I am in here. People obviously know I am in here, or are trying to check if there is someone in here, and for a brief moment my attention is brought back to the close space outside the cupboard. Staring at this screen for so long makes you see things differently, things are without substance - and I am not talking the 'virtual' here I am talking the emptying of my space.
The sounds are welcome distractions for me. They remind me of the importance the outside world has for me and how I am avoiding it, for whatever reason that drove me to do this ( and believe me I have been questioning it in here ). It's not really avoiding though, not really hiding.

Why and Why Not.