Lately, I have been avoiding things that are depressing; movies, books, news,people. I figured that if I don't find anything depressing, it will be hard for be to get depressed. The plan was working fine, until human kind caught up with me. One morning, I find the newspaper right under my nose, I read that Georgia is in Trouble, later that evening I am sitting with my dad and he flips to a news channel, something happened in Mauritania. Then, a day later, I see somebody who was let down by the Gods of fate, doing great for his condition, but still struggling to make way.
Now, I am bummed and I am wondering whether I should avoid and be happy, or confront and be depressed, since things are going to knock on my door anyway.
Add to this, the fact that in the first time of my life, I actually feel lonely and I have no clue why. I don't mind the feeling really, but I wonder why that is.