In the immortal words of Bob Schneider – ‘I’m good now’…kind of.

As any can tell from the mood [and lack of] my posts, I was down/blue and seriously wondering if I was depressed. Funny how one tends to look at all of the outside influences, those to easily blame when it’s actually a simple answer of responsibility. I wanted to look to previous gf’s, or friends that disappointed, or lack of work, which didn’t help.

Each ex-memory was met with a drink.
My own infidelity fixed with a lay.
What I couldn’t swallow was met with another pill.
And chain-smoked the rest away.

…okay, okay, it wasn’t originally supposed to rhyme, but I changed up that last one to make it catchy – good signs, right?

Work is coming, I accidentally met someone nice, Scott made me get up this morning and go to the gym and I actually took time to listen to Otis Redding whilst the sun went down and didn’t send one single SMS for an entire album.

I’m not all better, but at least have an idea of why.

[Photo of my roof ]