


"You wake up early, as the sun rises. The sunlight coming in your window feels like your eyes are being burned out of your head. You wish the birds would shut up because what right do they have to be happy when you are so miserable. You’re first thoughts are not of your son who the state took away, or what you’re going to have for breakfast, or what you are going to do today. Or how you want to relax in bed under the warm covers and you slap the snooze button again. Or wish you could roll over and snuggle with someone you love. The only thoughts burning into your brain desperately are where can I get something and how will I pay for it.