The Importance of Being Idle

Sad

So far today has been both a good day and a bad day. It's been a good day in so far as health wise I actually feel pretty good today, and I went out for a little drive without any real ill effects at all.
Bad wise, I've just felt overwhelmingly sad. Not for any reason that I'm aware of, but it's there all the same. I've never considered myself a naturally depressed person, although I know my brother struggles with it on a minute by minute basis, which is a horrible thing for him (and those of us who can only sit on the sidelines and watch). I suppose I'm lucky really, my Grandad is a man who has suffered with depression all his life, so it could just as easily have got me. Anyway, right now I don't feel especially lucky, and I don't seem to care to do any of the things that might conceivably cheer me up. Which is special, isn't it?
I suppose it's the isolation starting to get to me. Funny isn't it? All I say I want is to be left alone, but when I am I unravel quicker than a ball of wool being played with by a kitten.

posted by BadMonkey @ 4:17 PM