Tag: depression

about that bridge…

Okay, I’ve gone past the point of ridiculousness. (and it’s crazy that I spelled that word without looking it up. For reals) This week I’ve written a couple of NPR-ish posts about the evils of the world that bug me. And today, while I was driving back from grabbing a salad at lunch (to deal […]

WTF?

Am I in a funk? Is this depression, or am I just pissed off at the world? Am I? Am I denying it? Is it ‘something else?’

Still tired, thanks

My brain is mush. Heard this today, still moves me after all this time. Running over the same old ground What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.