And we’re in a city filled with people filled with plans and full social calendars and so on. I’m at home, having just sat on my bed in my red knickers and watched an hour-long lecture on depression. It was perfectly entertaining, and educational.

I’m not jealous nor envious of the people with the plans. I should add that I’m not depressed either, at least not in any major sense of the word. What better way to spend a Friday night after a long week of no time to myself. Some might find it curious that… well, no, I don’t want to make this about me. Again. This is a good lecture. Not exactly new, but good stuff.