I sat on the bed I had just made in the small room with white walls. My eyes were lost in the distance and I knew it. Just moments before I had been looking out the window, thinking about how nice it would be to feel the wind on my face again. I closed my eyes so I could remember how it felt. The fluttering of my long dark hair around my face, the feeling of light feathers being trailed across my cheeks. I opened my eyes and saw a flock of geese flying south, in preparation of the winter that was coming.
'I wonder what the wind feels like on their cheeks.' I wondered.
Catching myself I pulled my thoughts back in. I looked down and noticed the wrinkles in my pale blue gown. Unfolding my hands I tried to smooth them out, I had to look my best. I pushed myself to my feet and walked the four steps across the small room to the mirror on the wall. Leaning in I picked up my brush and tried to make the short hair cut they made me keep look as presentable as possible. I even pinched my cheeks a few times, to make my pale skin look less tired.
I heard the door unlock, so I turned to greet the nurse that entered the room. I loved their little white dresses with their matching hats, they always looked like they were nice enough to go to a party.
"Are you ready?" She asked me, smiling. "All packed?"
"Yes Mum." I nodded slightly and tried to keep eye contact as long as was comfortable.
"The Board is waiting for you." She picked up my little brown bag. Noticing I still had my brush out she set it back down and opened it. "You wouldn't want to forget that, now would you?" She held out her hand for it. Realizing my hands were clamped down on the brush a little harder than need be, I released the brush into her care. In the time it would take a normal person to blink, she had the brush put away, my bag closed and she was standing by the door again.
I followed her into and down the hallway.
"Be calm Jane." I whispered to myself. "Just act like you always do. They'll see you're all better."
The nurse turned slightly towards me as she continued to lead me down the hall. I smiled at her and then pressed my lips together tightly. Getting caught mumbling to myself while on my way to convince a group of men to release me from the insane asylum wasn't something I wanted.