Melanchologia
Melancholy is me.
I miss Sweden.
Again I grow restless for something new, for ideas and abilities untapped.
This isn't so unusual, but it is much stronger than normal.
I hate being malcontent.
Something has to change...and often, due to past laziness, new paths are cut off to me. Well, that's what happens to a world that runs life in numbers (and my IQ doesn't count but even it feels as if it's dropping).
I guess we'll have to see how things workout from here...
[Melanchologia is not a new term. I've been using it for years to refer to my experiences in both the state and study of melancholy. Maybe I should copyright the term.]