STUCK AT HOME A SENTENCE SERVED AT YOUR OWN DOORSTEP

The bars of your prison aren't iron. They're the doors that enclose your own home. A sentence served at home can feel like a paradox: isolation. You have use of the world beyond your windows, yet you're limited to its limitations. This isn't a choice. It's a conviction that forces you to analyze your own space. House Arrest Diaries The days run