Back to isolation

Like a misbehaved inmate. Though I don't misbehave. I think they even miss me in the corridors (I am young, smile, don't run around in delirium and I am low maintenance, who would say that!). This time, at least, I get a view of the city and not the hospital hall and avoid being tortured by the sound of coffee downstairs at "Costa". I just noticed I could get a job as traffic controller for the British airtraffic authorities for the period of my isolation! Does it pay to count the number of aircrafts I see from my window ? There is one a minute at least.