I had an annual event happen today, and it’s one
that I dread, hate and wish I could avoid. At some point during the late Spring
or early Summer, the depressive part of my head points out that it’s nearly the
longest day, and very soon we’ll be back on the downward slide towards Winter. The
good mood that I have from seeing the flowers blossom, and the birds return, and
the late-night sunsets evaporates, and I start feeling shit and full of
despair.
Why do I waste the sunny days that I crave, by
filling them with thoughts about darkness?
RC 18-6-20
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