I'm yearning for the moment when I will live with my own timing. When I'll not wake up suddenly because my mother calls me to warn me that my cat is wandering around inside the house. When I'll not try to regain sleep just to be woken up suddenly by an unrequired phone call.
I yearn to be able to fight my depression on my own term.
But, alas, my pessimist side is telling me that I'll be able to do that only when I'll have no need to wake up again.
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