Took four city busses to evil Walmart and back to get my medication prescribed for anxiety/depression. On studio headphones I listen to a mix which included a song entitled “No Depression”.
Feel like a superhero just for accomplishing a menial task such as a trip to the pharmacy. But there was a mental wall in place, scaring me off from confronting this task. Like the wall once cutting through the city of Berlin, once lethal whence crossed. I heroically attempt to swim across the Bering Strait from Depression to The Land of Forgotton Dreams.
JoeFortune 