It is getting worse than ever. It usually wouldn't last for more than two days. This time, it looks set to stay for good. I may just have to put on a pretence though I've have almost totally given up all hope that anything will change from now on. I'm too exhausted and beat to resist in any way or attempt to struggle any more. If it decides to take me, I'll just comply.
Even the sea has lost its magical powers. I wonder what is left of the past; not that I want to go back in time - I cannot imagine having to relive this week. Taking each step is even more torturous than completing a marathon. I feel as though I'm becoming more and more like a criminal.
Nothing is going right.