Before I started my bath today, I sat on the first step of the stairs and leaned against the wall to the bathroom. I stared at the wall directly in front of me. It was a half-finished white wall. And I was closely aware that I was alone inside the house. And I just felt too vulnerable. And I wondered: How did I get to this? Going to work I realize too late that I do not even want? Will I ever learn to adjust…to life?