Out of my TREE

My alarm clock was ringing, and the alarm on my phone was buzzing loudly. I couldn’t be bothered to turn them off.

Instead, I just buried my head deeper under the duvet. What was there to get up for anyway?

I was 47 and single, had been out of work for a while.

I’d lost my appetite and often struggled to get out of bed. What was the point of even trying? Today, though, a loud banging noise joined the persistent ringing of my alarms.

A familiar voice yelled through the letter box.