Well, I'm here again, thinking about blogging again. Which of course means I am depressed or, having women troubles again. I think I will spend some time on this later this evening and lay it all out.
Maybe is natural but, it's always the times that I am depressed when I am at my most creative. It inspires me to paint again, to draw, to write. I hate the feeling but for some reason I love it at the same time. I hate it because no one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sad, no one wants to be depressed. I love it because it is comfortable, after so many years of depression it is at least a feeling I know quite well. I love it because it inspires me to be creative. So, maybe I'll get lucky and go on a long creativity spree or, maybe I'll get lucky and this will all pass over soon. Either way, I guess I win and just maybe, that's something to not be so depressed about.