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2 months ago · · Depression,
I've thought of this same window for months now. On my way to school, there is this big window. It's not even a special looking window. It has white curtains and there is always a faint light coming through. Something about this window never fails to draw my attention back to it. Every single morning I take a look at it. It has slowly become this symbol of hope for me. I like to imagine living in that apartment myself. Maybe not in that particular one. It just makes me a bit more happy at times. I like dreaming about waking up there every morning with a person I love, living the best kind of ordinary life. I have tiny bit of hope left that I have room to heal. I can become okay again. I can be happy and healthy, free from all of pain.