Posted by Atticus on December 1, 2005, at 15:21:30
In reply to Re: I Hear Crow Banshees Call » Atticus, posted by sal0805 on December 1, 2005, at 11:32:10
I'm afraid this is what commuting to work in Manhattan on a grey morning on the cusp of winter evokes in me. Seems like this mood sets in every year about this time. I start to ask why I'm spending most of the waking hours of my life sitting at a computer in an office. I think, "There simply HAS to be a better way to go through life." Then I think about the rent and other bills, and swallow the bitter emotional pill down. But at the moment, I'm wondering more than ever if there's a workable alternative to this endless treadmill. Sometimes I think depression leads me to step back and think about things more than it's healthy to. Ah well, so it goes. Atticus
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