Today's Story

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.