A Quieter Darkness

Fuck, I’m depressed. My yearly big sad is here. I can’t tell if it’s something to do with the delayed move, or if it’s residual self-pity about the breakup. It could be unrelated, like a seasonal emotional hiccup, but I don’t think it matters. Sad is sad.

Maybe I can get some writing done in the meantime. Productivity would be really nice, actually.

Or some good news. Random good news.

Anything helps.