Sometimes I wonder about the little infinities of life.

The little moments of stress and hopelessness.

The days of which I have gave up.

Sometimes I wonder back.

To the times where you were awake.

Awake.

Awake from this endless slumber.

Dad?

When will you wake up.

I have learnt my lesson.

I will never drive.

I will never argue with you.

I am sorry I shouted at you.

I am sorry that you are here.