I'm waiting for a day when I can wake up at the right time and not feel as if I missed anything important. To have a healthy meal where I can feel good about myself. To look in the mirror and not see blemishes. To go to a place full of people and not feel alone. To not encounter familiar humans who have given me negative feeling that just make me coil up inside to the point where it suffocates me and I can't get out. To where I just want to leave the place because everything is uncomfortable .For a day where I can use my strengths and abilities to protect myself from these harmful weapons. Where I can not worry about the inside and outside. To not care about them. To have a normal life. To savor moments and capture them. To posses something which no one can take away. To have a standing ovation, congratulating me on something I've always wanted to present or attract. To have that significant other look at me and notice something about me. To go home in my clean room and jump on my comfy bed, refreshed and feeling that I have been productive and accomplished a lot today. Time is valuable, but all of these desires can be found in those sheets of print that hold stories, waiting to be told.