Season: Autumn
Weather: Partly cloudy and finally dry
Day of the week: Sunday
Date: 17th March, 2024
Maybe wishes do come true. Or maybe somebody read my diary and reported it to the right person. Whoever it was that made it happen, thank you.
I was discharged to the private medical clinic run by the dark shadow lord's people and taken back to his place. I have my own room, although it is small. I don't have to meet people. I don't have to go anywhere. My meals are delivered. I have my own bathroom and toilet that is shared with the dark shadow lord's bedroom. Not that I've seen him around anywhere lately.
I think he must be away.
But I finally have peace and quiet. No noisy, disturbing people coming to visit periodically. I don't have to leave my bedroom if I don't want to. I can sit by the window and write. I can do nothing but stare for hours and it won't matter. Nobody will care and I can be as free as free can be.
No need for polite smiles. No need for polite niceties. I can just sleep and sleep and sleep.
I just want to sleep and never wake up again.