She'd learned days earlier when she was tired of being inside that the gardens made for a pleasant, long walk. Being alone with her thoughts while she moved helped her to sort what was important from what was just noise. Whether her mind was getting sharper or her mental deterioration continued wasn't easy to determine. One moment she would feel just like her old self and then the next she was back to forgetting why she was doing what she was doing. Deep down she was afraid to discover the truth.