One of my friends is going through a Blue period, and even though I could teach a class on depressive moods, I somehow don’t feel like joining him. Of course, depression is an ever present cloud on my sky, but I’ve made the solid decision to fight it. He’s been trough a lot of Bull…haven’t we all? But it’s basically the same story as mine, and I find myself talking to Me when I talk to him, saying what my subconscious knows but my conscious me wont acknowledge.
I talked to him today, and he admitted that things weren’t going that well. We agreed we would meet tomorrow to find the answers that lie on the bottom of a wine bottle, and we talked about life a little, and he sounded happy to hear from me. It’s that phone call from that friend you weren’t expecting that gets you out of the cloud, I’m hoping I can be that friend for him.
Life goes on, shit happens but it also goes away, and the only way to make it through is getting your act together and moving on. Sometimes you feel like you are riding a rollercoaster that’s out of control, but you can’t find a way to get out. The best you can do is close your eyes, feel the wind on your face and enjoy the ride.
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