Seeking joy and meaning in a joyless mind and meaningless existence

Tuesday, September 2, 2014


What's in your head?
In your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie

{The Cranberries, "Zombie"}

I'm just so depressed that I can barely shuffle myself forward, navigating the responsibilities of my day through sheer force of will.  (No joy...only obligations, only the expectations of others.)  After a long weekend of lonely depression...two relatively productive days in spite of it all until I abandoned all pretense of giving a shit yesterday.
How does anyone see life (animus pinned within decaying flesh) as anything but a curse?