Another day.

It seems as though I have hit an interesting juncture… I remember a time when nothing had to happen for me to be having a good day… it seems the older I get the less I reply good… and more indifference. I think I’m depressed. Maybe because at 30 I am in college and suck at it… or maybe because my life seems about half over and I have nothing to show for it. I’ve been working for 15 years and have nothing to show for it but some misc junk. I wonder if this happens to lots of people because I just can’t seem to kick this crappy feeling. I remember when I would smile most of the day, usually for no reason at all, just to be around was enough to make me happy… and now, I dread just being around, I am not happy to just be anymore. I want to be useful, funny, interesting, edgy, hell anything! I wish I could just get back to more good days than bad. That’s all.