It's the feeling of depression but not knowing its cause--in my case, causes. I know I have been a toughie lately, ignoring this feeling, whatever it is. I texted Karla: I miss you, Eds. I'm depressed. NOT KNOWING WHY. Perhaps the very reason of my depression is stuck in my subconscious mind and I have been trying my very best to ignore it. I do not have time to entertain depression now as I have loads to do and by blogging, I am able to take a breather. I am not the most religious person on earth for I have done things that would take a long time for me to be sorry for. Let's just hope I make it in time before entering the gates of heaven. For the past week, I have done nothing but whine about the things that I couldn't have. I failed to look at the things that I do have. I am depressed. I am a firm believer of God's miraculous ways. He finds a way to make me understand that I am still lucky, even in the state of (questionable) depression. I was sorting out my mail awhile ago when I came across a forwarded mail that Anj sent on August 31st, which I haven't read until tonight. It was a long message with photo attachments.
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