In the face of this barbaric power, all we can ever be are impotent spectators, just like those prisoners in the grim darkness, screwing their necks to get a look.
So, the day starts at 8 a. m. when I get up and spend an hour generally screwing around on my iPad, which I made the mistake of parking next to my bed before going to sleep.
Get used to it because that's all the jury pool knows about you now, that you two are screwing and that's why you killed your parents, because they found out and threatened to cut you out of the will.