So it seems there's a bit of the ol depression trying to kick in at the moment... Sitting at a bus stop and I want to cry... Just because..
Not happy about the situation.. despite knowing... Knowing I know better??
Is is cyclical... Is it something in my control??
I can't escape from my thoughts.. from knowing the futility of everything... I find myself reasking why.. despite having been here before and answered myself..
Why... I'm mean I can give a decent explanation.. but not caring about that at the moment..
I find myself once again not wanting to go on.. sigh...47... WTF.. exasperation...tires.. so tired..
And I hate having to talk myself off the ledge so to speak.. again.. and again.. and again..
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