Strangely these last few days (weeks?) I’ve been dreading to wake up every morning whereas days are going just damn fine. No panic attacks, no depression and no boredom. I draw, read, write, walk (with one crutch due to a tendonitis to my right leg – the one that was operated), watch cool shows in English and can actually FOCUS on them and enjoy watching them, and actually enjoy my life the way it is. I must be more confident about Life. It’s not all shit and darkness.