Usually, I use this in a metaphorical sense for my mind. Trapped by thoughts or by decisions. Right now, I mean it metaphorically and physically. I’m being held hostage on a bed within an adorable canopy that is adorned upon the bed’s posts (really, only something princesses have and every one of my friends growing up wanted, but here they use it for function not cuteness). There’s a cockroach in the bathroom tub. Then, there’s my bed. Then, there’s my window. Then, there’s a spider weaving a huge, beautiful web. Oh, did I mention this spider is the size of my face?