It's me. I'm here at the deep dark place again.
The sadness. It's unexplainable. It comes and goes in waves. It lands on you when you least expect it.
I went to bed last night with doubt and mild worry. I woke up this morning, greeted my the pale slivery sunlight, half-heartedly trying to infiltrate my bedroom through the layer of cloud. And that familiar, unspeakable gloom.
I thought it was gone after a shower. Or that it would go away with my favourite foods. I thought I just needed the company of my friends. But after each moment was lived through and faded away, I am confronted with that aching gloom again.
Today is one of those days where my feelings are rawer and realer than they normally are. But today I don't have time to indulge in them. I plug in my earphones, I try to shut out the dread.
