I wish I’d never written the post about being able to see McDonald’s from my cell window. As much as I hate the place, it kind of felt like a connection to the outside world. A familiar reference point if you like.
Well, not any more. They recently moved me onto a different wing. I’m now at ground level with a fantastic view of a brick wall and some razor wire. I can still see the sky though. But only if I crane my neck. Still, I’m not complaining this time (I totally am). I don’t want them to move me again and end up with an even worse view. The next step has to be a dungeon.