September 27, 2015

It has been a very bad month, folks.

Sometimes, life seems like too much. I'm sure all my depressed friends out there agree - just getting out of bed can be a miracle and making it through work (particularly when you hate.your.job) is impossible for even the miracle workers.

I need a vacation. I need a break from hopeless grad school applications and queries that get nowhere and the job that gets worse every day.

I need a break from my own woe-is-me attitude when there are people out there with legit problems, like refugees! What's wrong with me!

I shall go be ashamed now. In bed, where I can stand life.

PS: This depressed post brought to you by my lack of chocolate.