I am in the midst of a bout of depression. It is not as if anyone died, or I moved, or I had to do any public speaking (I read somewhere that moving or public speaking is nearly as stressful as having a relative die. I don't know how that can be – unless they averaged some stress tests, and some people were thrilled with dead in-laws and such. Oh, I can't carry a thought in a bucket tonight.)
I had a run-in with a neighbor this week. It is not as if we are close (or want to be close, for that matter). Because I have been depressed, this little run-in seems much more important than it really is. I have not been to the gym in a week or two, so I think I may do that to see if it helps.
I have been trying really hard to post every day that I am at work – but Monday may be an exception. Unless of course, I call into work with swine flu-like symptoms. I really think it would suck to catch the swine flu. I mean, having the flu that could kill you would suck, of course, but also having to tell people you have a disease named after a pig. That has got to be embarrassing.
Well, I am doing my part by washing my hands 200 times per day. I think I need more lotion.
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