As usual on Wednesday, there were no major changes, but the weekend is getting closer.

It's supposedly warmer, it's supposedly more sun, but not happier. Some kind of spring depression is getting to me. Nothing makes me happy.


The birds have been fed, the usual places visited, but there is no joy. Is it possible that my psyche is preparing for something worse, and I don't understand it yet?

Tomorrow is another beautiful spring day. It's supposed to be nice and sunny. Hopefully.

