It's a darkness day really. There are these days - mostly Mondays or Tuesdays, when you feel like you are about to succumb to all things dull and drab. These are my darkness days. When I am down and out, when I don't feel up to anything actually. My energy levels are on the minus scale and my enthusiasm towards life is zilch. No matter how hard I try to look at the good things, all I end up seeing is darkness & mostly the pathetic uninspiring stuff that surrounds me. All my shortcomings and downfalls glaring at me, shouting out obscenities. Silly little things are blown out of proportions and I am almost on the verge of colliding with the walls of depression. Erratic, I know. But that's how I roll people. The vicious cycle is never ending, and there is always some thing or the other every time. Every fucking single time. So many goof ups, so many non-achievements, so much ugliness - all jumbled up into a giant boulder of dark matter snowballing towards me. I know I sound dramatic right about now, but then I never underestimated the drama queen in me, and it never underestimates me. That's about all the depression talk I had today - will be back soon on another such darkness day with more liver cramping drama.