That sums it up. The past few weeks have just felt that way. I just never feel fully awake until late in the day and everything takes so much effort. I’ve been dog sitting two dogs this past week while their mom is visiting Ireland. I packed up my laptop last week and brought it over and I’ve yet to unpack it. I’m posting this now from my phone with a brief feeling of gumption, well that’s what we commonly called them but it’s so much more now isn’t it. It’s a more powerful computer in my hand then my first desktop PC. I’m also doing voice to text (thank you Google!) to enter this since that handheld PC does not have a real keyboard. That in itself is pretty amazing if you recall how software 30 years ago had to be trained and was very specialized. I’m thinking of you Dragon Dictate. So anyway, that is about it. Living with depression is a chore. It’s so very hard to describe the experience especially since I’ve been living with it now so long that I hardly recall what things felt like before it. It’s not constant though. That is the only saving grace. I like to think of it like John Denver sang “Some days are diamonds. Some days are stone.” I keep living for the diamonds I reckon.