Remember in the LOTR's where Bilbo is talking to Frodo about feeling like he's not enough butter trying to cover too much toast? I can relate to that lately. Not really depression but sort of a vague feeling of doldrums that I can't shake. Maybe it's being 40 or maybe it's feeling too much responsibilty for the boys I work with lives. I feel edgy and have a sense of what I do doesn't matter. Like the hamster on the wheel.
What is this feeling? Spiritually I think i'm doing ok but that feels blah. I wouldn't think much except it's lasted since about May and i'm getting concerned. Is this what drives men to buy that red sports car and do other irresponsible, horrendous acts? Trying to grab meaning where it can't really be found? I've quit two boards for the most part and am posting a little less here, thinking my computer face time is out of whack.
Sorry to take up so much of your time. Some of you here I consider about as good a friend as I have.
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I don't have time for all if it, so I pick my battles. I concentrate on spotting and weeding out satanic paper, handkerchiefs (do you really want Satan that close to your nose?) and eggs. I can spot satanic eggs at Wal Mart like a frickin' drug sniffing dog.