Joy in the Midst of a Dark Cold Rain
― "Into each life, some rain must fall." Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ∙ It has been a couple of days since I've felt like writing. I've been "blue". I don't know why and sometimes when it hits,I don't know quite how to combat it--depression--that is.It comes at me,like a dark veil floating past me, then sneakingly swallows me whole.I don't like it, but yetwhen I try everything I knowto keep it at bay,it's shadow engulfs me and grabs holdlike a friend who thinks they will never see me [...].
