Feeling down for no good reason.
This is stupid... Sometimes I get sad over the most useless things... Maybe it's the phase I'm in, maybe it's a little dip down on during my climb up back to non-depression (which is all I'm really hoping for these days... ) By the way... what is the opposite of depression?
Anyway, I'm driving home from a long, busy day at work (overtime is good, but I'm going to need a break soon). I turn on NPR as I usually do, and catch the last third of a story about a woman who had raised a bunch of chimps in captivity, teaching them ASL, etc, then decided/was forced to put them into the wild.
One of the chimps, Lucy, wouldn't leave, and stayed near the researcher for months, looking folorn and signing "Lucy hurt" and "Lucy stay", when told to leave and learn how to forage with the other chimps.
I'm sorry, but if an animal can communicate feelings, make poop jokes, and create tools, that's not an animal, that's a person (sorry dolphins, keep working on those thumbs). Dumping a chimp born into captivity into the jungle is almost as bad as dropping a city born eight year old into the country (other than the fact that the chimp is less annoying than the 8 eight year old and more likely to survive).
The story ends badly, and I'm felling bummed out over Lucy, angry at how cruel/stupid people are, etc. Then I remembered a sad story I read once (and only once), called the "The Ugly Little Boy" that was similar in some ways (a neanderthal child is kidnapped from the past, raised for a while in the future, and then returned to his own time).
When I get home, I find out Hunter cat has a droopy eye lid, and it looks bloodshot, so I might need to get her to the vet. Maybe she ran into something, maybe she got into a fight. She doesn't seem too distressed, though.
Then I find out my youngest son, who is waiting to get into the Air Force, is using his copious free time to get high. ::head desk::
There's a few other things on my mind, but that's it for the moment. On a more positive note, my finances are doing really well this month...
Things will seem better in the morning, after a good night's sleep.
Anyway, I'm driving home from a long, busy day at work (overtime is good, but I'm going to need a break soon). I turn on NPR as I usually do, and catch the last third of a story about a woman who had raised a bunch of chimps in captivity, teaching them ASL, etc, then decided/was forced to put them into the wild.
One of the chimps, Lucy, wouldn't leave, and stayed near the researcher for months, looking folorn and signing "Lucy hurt" and "Lucy stay", when told to leave and learn how to forage with the other chimps.
I'm sorry, but if an animal can communicate feelings, make poop jokes, and create tools, that's not an animal, that's a person (sorry dolphins, keep working on those thumbs). Dumping a chimp born into captivity into the jungle is almost as bad as dropping a city born eight year old into the country (other than the fact that the chimp is less annoying than the 8 eight year old and more likely to survive).
The story ends badly, and I'm felling bummed out over Lucy, angry at how cruel/stupid people are, etc. Then I remembered a sad story I read once (and only once), called the "The Ugly Little Boy" that was similar in some ways (a neanderthal child is kidnapped from the past, raised for a while in the future, and then returned to his own time).
When I get home, I find out Hunter cat has a droopy eye lid, and it looks bloodshot, so I might need to get her to the vet. Maybe she ran into something, maybe she got into a fight. She doesn't seem too distressed, though.
Then I find out my youngest son, who is waiting to get into the Air Force, is using his copious free time to get high. ::head desk::
There's a few other things on my mind, but that's it for the moment. On a more positive note, my finances are doing really well this month...
Things will seem better in the morning, after a good night's sleep.