I was too depressed to take a shower last night or to wash my face this morning.
Pursuant to previous post, Mom let me stay and she has been good lately. I wonder if she knows I'm still looking for a ticket out. I think I will be depressed after I move. With my own volition back, it'll be a while for it to uptake so that I'll know what to do.
Why should I be depressed? I live in the same universe where Mo Best's horse won and The Beatles were born. But I was just listening to The Beatles and I turned 'em off. I just wasn't digging it the same. That's one way I know I'm depressed.
I had a lot to say lately but now that I'm here writing in my blog I don't remember what it was.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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