Molly turns off all the lights, stumbles her way to the chair and still found the darkness not enough for her. She removes a blindfold from her pocket having suspected its use would be needed and ties it around herself creating total blindness. The silence in the room and surrounding area almost makes her deaf as well.
She smiles. Happy to be away, an escape from the ever twirling and twisting reality of the world. It was becoming too much for her. The pressure was crippling. Too much to see, to do, goals and agendas to meet. Molly always had to be on it seemed. What she needed more than anything was to be off. She was tired of sleeping or simply laying in bed; she wanted to control this depression, not have it control her.
A rare opportunity came where there was no concert, no meeting or interviews, and everyone else had plans and didn't request or demand she come along. Of a thousand things she could do including the old standard of sleep Molly selected cutting off her sight as an attempt to find that peace.
Her smile continues to grow in the knowledge it was working as she sat unmoving, unthinking, but fully awake in the dark. Refusing to think of the fact in an hours time Annie would return from the movies and all of reality would be back on.