"I love sleep. My life has a tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?" Ernest Hemmingway
Wednesday, May 19th, 2010 -- You may be a bit discouraged today and your low energy has you believing that you're not up for the tasks that are demanded of you. But this isn't about whether or not you are capable of doing your work. It's more about your unflagging idealism and the challenges you face when reality doesn't match up to your high expectations. You should feel more confident in a day or two so don't undertake risky behavior just to prove that you're okay. -tarot.com
Just the other day I was telling J I had never written a poem again after I graduated. I can only write when I'm depressed, for without the emotional imbalance and polar mood swings, I would never have been able to write well. Which is why I'm scared I'll never write again, for I'm certainly quite happy.
Of course its such a stupid thing to think. What is (almost) everybody's pursuit? The quest for happiness! There will never be perfect happiness as long as we live and the grass seems greener the other side.
But then again, no matter what we do, there'll still be that bit of unhappiness. No matter what we do, it'll all be useless right? People die, trees die, animals die, things die. What difference does it make what we do?
But I suppose existentialism isn't an excuse to stop working. Nor an excuse to stop living.
Why is my makeup taking so long to come? I'm positively depressed.
