Freedom

Getting ready for bed. I've actually slept through the night the past two nights, so I'm hoping tonight will be more of the same. The past few days have been so dull, though, that sleep is a bit of a respite. I haven't left the confines of my building since Friday afternoon, when I went to therapy and ran errands with my dad. It's almost nice, though, this life. I feel numb. I've stopped wanting more than this life, this nothing existence. I feel dead. I feel as if I am finally free.