After twelve hours of uninterrupted sleep, even the deepest shithole is reduced to a dent in the road. What I'll do is not talk and walk. I'll do and not say. And I don't need to speak loudly during a conversation with myself. I don't need to open my arms wide when I know there's empty space around me. This feel like cold, fresh air after being stuck inside for too long.
And maybe you think I'm exaggerating. But the thing is, I'm not. Being left alone, being given my space is probably one of the most beautiful feelings in the world. Because you never appreciate your personal space until it's not personal anymore.
And I feel ready to face whatever is thrown at me. I'm feeling sane ( relatively). And I'm feeling freeeeee....
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