Damn, it was cold and I hadn't heard a soul move past the door for quite sometime. How long had it been since I curled up and went to sleep? I am sure they will wake me when something interesting happens. Tomorrow I will get up and go see my friends and forget this depressive episode, tomorrow will be a whole lot brighter, oh, what's that? Is that tomorrow there on the floor, bright glowing light to push away the darkness and the gloom. WHAT?