I can't lie I slept like a baby up until a food tray is posted through the door, making a racket then the lights turn on.
I rub at my eyes and blink a few times to adjust to the light in here then I haul myself up and go to the toilet. I'm busting to pee!
When I'm done I grab the tray from the door the I take the tray over to the bench and eat.
It's tomato soup today. It actually tastes pretty good but it definitely would taste much better if it was actually hot. My hope of proper food has gone right out of the window though, I'm already sick of the shit.
Once I've eaten I do a bit of exercise. I start with jogging on the spot then change to jumping jacks. I stop for a little while as I get a stitch so I sit down and wait for it to go.
It doesn't take long before I start up again. I now do sit ups, push ups, lunges, crunches and then I end with squats. My body aches by the time I'm finished. I wish I could have a hot bath right now to soothe my muscles, it doesn't look like that's going to happen though, we only have showers.
I can't complain though I've wasted enough time for a new tray to be posted through the door, the light flickers on again so I go and grab the tray. It's more soup. Ive gone off soup but I'm kind of glad though, Now I can paint again.
I dip my finger into the soup to find the soup is cold. It feels nasty but I want to paint, there's nothing else for me to do in this hellhole.
With the light on I start my painting. I use the soup as my paint again and use the spoon as my brush then I start to paint on the wall.
Today I've decided to paint animals. In the end though I end up painting the whole wall into a scenery of wildlife animals. The light went off a while ago so I've tried to do my best to do grass at the bottom then trees and a lake.
I've painted birds in the sky, butterflies and bees between the trees and an elephant, tiger, giraffe and monkey at the lake. It takes quite a while to get everything right but I've managed to complete my painting.
Now I'm finished painting I pick up the tray and walk over to the door and post it back through.
Then I walk back over to the bench and lay myself down, I move around trying to make myself comfy, Once I'm comfortable I stare at the soup painting I've made, it hasn't come out perfect but I think my artistic ability shows from my painting. I'm so going to get in shit for painting on the walls but I don't fucking care, they shouldn't have locked me up in here with Jack shit to do.
I have no idea how long it's been but I've had enough of looking so I close my eyes and picture what else I want to paint. I'm limited to half a wall unless I want to start painting by the door. Which I don't, so i think I'm just going to tag the wall, It will definitely give the cell a touch of me.
When the next tray is posted I crawl off the bench
and walk over to the door, I swipe up the tray and quickly place it down on the floor.
I bend down and dip my fingers in and then stand up and start my tag. It takes quite some time to get the shaping of the letters right but I manage to get my name done and the 3D part shaded in with thick soup.
Unfortunately I have no soup left when my tags complete so I've got nothing else to use. Now I'm finished painting my tag, I step back and observe my new soup masterpiece. It actually looks pretty cool.
I smile to myself then I pick up the tray and post it back through the door.
I walk over to the toilet and pee then climb onto the board, I lay for a while in the dark before sleep finally takes me. I'll deal with the shit I'll be in when I'm allowed out, for now I don't care.