Life could be dream
I remember when I was unemployed, where free time felt more like an illusion more than something I had unlimited access to. How silly of me, considering that I barely have enough time to eat now. I consider sleeping more important, maybe I'm biased because of the time that I got 15 days straight without sleeping. I had anxiety attacks quite regularly back then; my heart would often feel like burning.
Nowadays, though, free time is still a silly sticker for doing nothing. You see, I get back home completely drained from work to the point that I just don't want to eat anything, but instead go straight to sleep. It's either sleeping or recharging, since people and loud environments are quite demanding on my silly little brain. I feel calmer now and I haven't had an anxiety attack for a long time, and I've come to appreciate sleep so much after those 15 days without sleep.