At the moment in my life, I've descided to shut my feelings off. It's just easier that way. I'm content with my life, but I'm not happy. I'm just not brave enough to risking everything for happiness. I suppose I'm doing better. My mother is easing up on me, ik'm getting better in school, and general I have it pretty easy. I always had this charm with people, that makes most of them like me, so i'm doing great in my new class, but for some reason I'm not happy... I'm proberbly ment to live like this for all eternaty.

Right now it's very dark when I get up in the morning, I kn ow it's said that the greatest risk of develloping a derpression is doing the winter, but I actualy enjoy the mornings. When I wake up, the aquarium and the stars are the only light in the room. I put on my fluffy morning-rope, and I walak out to the bathroom with bare feet. My father has turned on the heat in the floor, so it's very cosy staanding out there. If i'm done before time I like to lay on my bed and just stare into my ceiling. The best day of the morning is when I'm working down our road. There arfe no lights, no car noise, just silence. The moon always light my way. At the end of the road i can see the streetlamps glowing like little stars. Sometimes i even leave house before time, just to be outside in the silence.
Here i'm alone with my thoughts, and I don't have to prettend to be eny one. No one can see me in the dark. No one to judge my person, just peace...

In those 10 minuttes walking to the bus every morning, I get to think my entire life through