It was raining again in the morning, heavily. Nothing else interesting, as usual. This is the essence of this burden. But it's harder for you...

The head of the prison came to the cell today. He asked how we were doing and what we needed. He proposed  to move us to a bigger cell. In other words, he showed compassion.

To my question about the undelivered letters he answered that because I've raised the subject of detention policy, the letters will not be delivered. This is bad and controversial, but at least understandable. I will then continue in the form of a diary.