We were given the task to create a timeline of some sort based on this last week. What has changed? What have we experienced? These are general questions that we were expected to answer. I chose to focus on an unusual topic, one that has been dominating my whole week! A sore throat. Yep, a sore throat. I have lost my voice for over a week now, and as fun as it may be at first playing around with the husky sound that remains of my voice and doing an impersonation of Justin Bieber it is also proving to be annoying and restricting!
So I decided to use the idea of losing my voice in a symbolic way, what can a loss of voice mean? A loss of identity, a loss of rights and a loss of expression? Nature has taken my freedom of speech! I am stuck in my cell (mind) and there is no way of letting my thoughts out. I am my own prison cell.
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