every day a celebration

i am in the middle of a long stretch of days off.

i used to hate these SO much, because i was so depressed and felt horrible when i didn't have work to distract me,

but now each morning when i wake up on my own, with no horrid jarring alarm buzz to jerk me from a peaceful sleep, knowing there's a whole day of doing anything i want ahead of me, i feel like celebrating.

woohoo!

it's a positive prognostic sign.