Was it read? Or was it put into the archive right away? Or was it taken home by one of the employees and destroyed? What has happened to the letter that was handed over and not reason to send a "thank you"?

Questions that stay in the mind after having been put in jail for 72 hours, long enough to have an idea what it is not to be able to make physical movements, like the patient in the physical coma.

He is not moved or given something to eat. He is often not allowed to breath on his own. The fear that he may die is bigger than the willing to move him and be moved by him.

Keep your fingers crossed, men seem to think and nothing is changed so the patient can not change his situation. The life danger is still present as the patient can not move enough to avoid to lie wound.

Decubitus and pneumonia are diseases that are results of a failing medical aid and kill the patient that can not move sufficiently without help. He can move but the movements that he can make are too small to avoid these illnesses if he is left to himself.

Letters that are not read or letters that are not send, can not expect to be answered. The same is the case with mails that may not arrive. But what about a visit and the special request to be able to shake hands?

Who is not able to shake hands to someone he has been shaking hands to before? Is he feeling guilty that he has never done anything with the information that he got at the first eye to eye contact?

Does he want to change this feeling of guilt or does he want to keep it so he will be seen as a good member of the family and the state of coma in the family can be continued? The state of coma that makes that children that can be born normally are forced to get out at the hour that the doctor wants or the state of coma that makes that the parents do not make copies of letters so the other children will also know what has happened?

And the original letter disappears. Not gone with the wind but taken out of the post box by the employee that was the neighbour. The trust was good for a lot of pain and a silence that was never broken in life time.

The new neighbours do their best to break this silence by doing the same? The trust that the letters will arrive is gone as papers that should not be delivered are in the post box after some days of absence. The longing after a safe place becomes bigger every day.