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The tricky bit about the slip-slide into depression bit is even when I notice I'm doing it, it's so hard to care enough to do anything about it.
I haven't been able to write anything for the last couple of days, which kinda hurts after the previous week or so of 300-2000 word days. Just as one of those things that is just that much better than being smacked with a dead fish. I hate transitions; the damn things stymie me utterly and knock me into a universe of complete worthlessness.
The thing about the way this goes for me is I sort of lose track of the ability to tell anyone I'm losing it first. I barely care; how should I expect anyone else to? But I guess I can say it here, can't I? Score one for the information superhighway.
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B'sides, without you, who would I have our particular brand of religious and philosophical discussions with?