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Floating in a void. This is the kind of thing that makes me wonder about the science between everything in your life going FABULOUS and a bout of depression. What is that about? Can we go so far into happy that we land back into depression? Everything was going fine, now all of a sudden I am feeling like a damp, moldy dishrag. I hope it is only PMS. Usually is. I have spent hours at the computer and have not produced a single scrap of writing. Well, now I suppose I have. It is a little too quiet tonight in NYC. Makes me nervous. And all of these people are stocking up on bottled water and food because of a possible impending hurricane. I think people, as a rule, like a weather related catastrophe to get all worked up about. I am not rushing out to buy anything. If a hurricane strikes, I will start fasting. |
