Last night, for the first time in weeks, I slept without waking at 3 am. I dreamt happy, lovely dreams. I laughed, loudly and without care, during my morning shower. I dressed with the lightness of someone without depression. I felt present at work. I wandered the aisles of a craft store and happened on a sale. I spent the evening engrossed in a project that felt good.
I experienced a gloriously satisfying day.
I lie in bed listening to the rain with awareness that healing is within my reach. Whether tomorrow is a good day or bad one, I'll still possess that knowledge. I will still have this hope.
