I've been stuck in this room for five whole days. I'm starting to lose count of time.
The walls are closing in on me, literally. I've been using my hair clippers to trim the dust and dirt that's accumulating on the surface, but it's not enough. I feel like I'm in a sci-fi movie or something.
Today was a particularly eventful day. I managed to break the toilet, which is now leaking water everywhere. The sound of the dripping water is driving me mad!
On the bright side, I've made some new friends - a family of mice that live in the walls. They're quite the philosophers, always discussing the meaning of life and the futility of human existence.
I've also been practicing my " survival skills" by eating nothing but ramen noodles and canned beans. I've managed to cook myself a few decent meals, but the smell of the kitchen is starting to get to me.
Tomorrow's goal is to fix the toilet and maybe even paint the walls a nice shade of yellow. That way, the whole room will look like a happy place.
Until then, I'm stuck in this never-ending cycle of boredom and desperation.
Want to know more about my mouse friends? Read about their philosophical musings
Or, if you're feeling generous, contribute to my toilet repair fund