Well, the depression is back. Not sure what's brought it on this time, but it had me pretty badly this weekend. The major issues seem to be boredom and lack of purpose, as in I have no idea why I'm alive or what I'm doing here, and there doesn't seem much prospect for things to get better. In fact, I can't imagine them getting better, which I think is important. In the past, when I've struggled, I've always had it in the back of my mind that I was working for something. But now it just seems like I'm marking time.
I'm going to the First Tuesday talk tomorrow at Roy Street Coffee and Tea. This is put on by The Film School, which may be a direction for me to go that is more fulfilling, or maybe just a way for me to meet some people that I share a common interest with.
