That thing

Today I woke up a bit depressed. Maybe I had some bad dream at night whose content I can't remember and it annoys me.

I don't have to work this week (my boss is so cute), so I'm reading Nick Hornby ("High Fidelity") and listening to Michael Bublé and they help me to enjoy being depressed - in fact, I've never realised that there's a pleasure at being depressed 'til today...maybe is this "that British thing"? Maybe this is "that human being thing". Or maybe I'm just getting older and older.

Take care. New pictures are coming soon.