DAY 1316 OF CATIVITY

8:17pm: Jailer had a visitor today that i think I was supposed to care about but couldn't find the strength to give a damn really. I think he is Jailer's ex, some guy who was there when we came to live in this horrible place. But he left ages ago but insists on turning up every once & a while, patting me but never gives me food, not the kind of visitor I care about . Wasn't to upset when he left & I got to go back to sleep. Finally, those 2 minutes i had to spend pretending to enjoy getting attention nearly killed me.