Yes, the freedom I have added to my list however relative it may be lightens my feelings, eases the pressure on my soul, and brings partial relief. Yes, freedom lies within us even if it is only relative.
I can endure it by reminding myself that I am free. For instance, I can go upstairs and get into my bed. I can step out into the courtyard! I can have tea whenever I feel like it!
Once more, the gendarmerie-like posturing as they bark orders to "line up, boys"... And once more, the sun will set without ever showing its facerising only to set again. And the port will open again, and again...
One grows wise with time, even amidst timelessness. Look, the viewing port is about to open again; the cold sound of iron will strike your face with a harsh metallic clang, and a booming, amplified voice will practically scream at you.
A warning against constantly turning over unpleasant memories from the past in one's mind—thereby sacrificing the present and future to those painful recollections—and becoming trapped in a psychological vicious cycle... "Mental Ruminating"