Sunday, September 11, 2005
Sadness...
I've been depressed the whole week. So depressed, in fact, that I spent literally all my time with friends (breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, DotA, drinking, hanging out at the Humanities building, you name it), thinking that it would cheer me up, but to no avail.What the hell is it with writing and depression? Is there something about pouring one's soul into a piece of paper or computer screen that seems to drain one's happiness and enthusiasm for life? Or is it in the fact that writers, unless continuously inspired, will inevitably run out of things to talk about?
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