Last Tuesday I spent several hours in the waiting room of the Day Services Department of Letterkenny General Hospital while Aileni had a toenail removed.
Shortly after we arrived there I became fascinated by the false ceiling. Not very much after that I started finding it oppressive, and then it began to give me a headache.
It was more comfortable looking at closer objects, when I could ignore the ceiling. I liked the way this chair seemed to be trying to move away from the over-warm radiator