I am so indecisive! I was going to write in the TV Journal, then I thought I would make yesterday’s blog post. TV Journal… blog post… Which one? I paused, suddenly paralyzed, between the couch and the dining-room-table-top. What a terrible feeling!
I finally sat on the couch and wrote the preceding paragraph and thought, hey, that might make a good introduction to a blog post. Perhaps my readers will be amused at the thought of me standing in my living room, taking half steps in opposite directions as my brain refused to make up its mind. Or perhaps they could sympathize with a spate of indecision interrupting one’s day. At any rate, I got on the laptop (dining-room-table-top is too awkward to type every time) (yeah, I realize I just did. It is not easy being me, but it is fairly entertaining) and eventually began to type (this computer takes a long time to boot up, get to a site, and log in).
Where was I? Ah yes, nowhere in particular, but trying to type in some semblance of a blog post. Writing tends to alleviate my depression, when I can tamp down the do-nothingness and actually do it. That is, as fellow sufferers know, the terrible cycle of depression. Doing almost anything might alleviate some of the symptoms, but one of the dominate symptoms is the almost overwhelming desire to do NOTHING.
I do manage to get to work every day. And most days, I manage to take a walk in the morning. Exercise is a potent and underused anti-depressant. And so I try to self-medicate. As a matter of fact, I did have the vague plan to make a Pedestrian Post after this morning’s perambulation. However, I see I am approaching 300 words by rambling on about my tiresome mental gyrations. I still have to make my lunch, so I am going to follow my usual method: Hit Publish and Hope for the Best.