I would have taken more time. I would have appreciated sunlight, or the gentle breeze of spring. I would have stopped to smell the fresh cut grass in your yard and the gasoline frim the lawnmower two doors down... I would have enjoyed everything more If i had known that would be the last time I ever experienced them. Now here I sit in your dungeon, my own blubber crushing me to death. And i now realize when I was wheeling my mobility scooter through your door, I was really entering my coffin that I would never leave. And now Im hungry.