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Oh. Well.
I got a little melodramatic, maybe: I like the things that I do (playing with fire, playing with clay); I have good friends, fun hobbies, few worries; I eat enough, get some exercise. I am just often surprised at the routine, and my ability to function the same when exhausted as when I am alert. In fact, more than mood I was speaking of general sleep deprivation. Is there a connection, then, between depression and sleep, such that what I have been assuming is a mixture of overworked and underrested is in fact some more heinous ill?
I guess it's just that, even though self-diagnosis is certainly all kinds of unreliable, I don't consider myself terribly sane, but I definitely think that I am at best happy, & indeed most often am content or better, all of which fit onto the positive side of the Scale of Life, wherein depression is on the other.
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