Oh, fuck the subject line
It's not even the second week of classes and I'm already punting. This is not a good sign.
It also doesn't help that my maybe-not-depression-but-maybe-so is on the upswing right now. Today in general was really good, so that just goes to show there really isn't any kind of rhyme or reason in this. Even the prospect of cheering myself up is tinged with sadness; I mean, that just makes no sense.
I guess life is bound to seem hopeless from time to time. It never is, though. Not really. And all you can do is try and remember that.
semi-edit: Shuffle provided "The First Five Times", and now I'm just feeling...wry. (Is that even possible? Can people feel wry?) So, yeah, never exactly hopeless. Just a little lost, sometimes.
It also doesn't help that my maybe-not-depression-but-maybe-so is on the upswing right now. Today in general was really good, so that just goes to show there really isn't any kind of rhyme or reason in this. Even the prospect of cheering myself up is tinged with sadness; I mean, that just makes no sense.
I guess life is bound to seem hopeless from time to time. It never is, though. Not really. And all you can do is try and remember that.
semi-edit: Shuffle provided "The First Five Times", and now I'm just feeling...wry. (Is that even possible? Can people feel wry?) So, yeah, never exactly hopeless. Just a little lost, sometimes.