Zzzzzzzzzzzz...

Greetings Extra t'ers.

Depression has officially set in. No crowning achievements to crow about, no "but look on the bright side," the feeling I had this morning simply sucks. I have no motivation to do anything at the moment because what's the use?

Wait, you say. Aren't you the guy who says there's always hope. The guy who says live for the moment. The universe is self correcting and will right itself in its own course. There is no success without failure. Perseverance is key.

Of course I know all those things are true, but right now I just feel like saying...

Fuck that.

I don't want to be happy right now. I want to wallow in my misery. I want to embrace the dark side of my soul and shout out "nothing matters."

"But there's always next year," you say, and, "time heals all wounds."

I don't want to hear that right now. Just let me wallow for god's sake. Wallow! I don't ask that you wallow with me, just don't make a big deal out of it. Let me be, I tells ya.

I'll move on when I'm good and ready, which may not be for quite awhile.

Until then...
Hee Haw