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So … they have decided that the process of mourning shouldn’t be longer than two weeks, huh?!
I’ve often found the word ‘depression’ somewhat mis-used — what’s a pure and adequate reaction to something that’s happened, and what is depression?! I’d say the latter is the gray, heavy blanket that inhibits you from doing/feeling pretty much anything — where nothing is black or white or any other colour, for that matter. When you sit around, watching the dust roll around on your floor, but just cannot bring yourself to drag out the vacuum… The word for a serious clinical condition, is sometimes used too … lightly.
I supposed I have a bit of a melancholic streak in me, I often tend to lose hope of the human race. I find my sense of wonder and delight in nature, big time. Every now and then, though … there is a little something that gives me a glimpse of hope. Bizarre as it may sound …9/11 does — the way people came together and helped one another… gave me some hope.