Saturday, June 04, 2011

The Not So Great Depression

Is it possible for one to just will themself to be cured of depression? Would it help if said depression had never been diagnosed due to a confluence of factors including never having spoken a word to a doctor about the subject? I'm pretty sure I would get medication for depression if I went to a doctor about it but I'm not going to do that. I'm going to sit home alone playing video games and jacking off non-stop while considering words I'd like to write and sell for profit and dream about a better life with a better home and a car with all the bells and whistles like a valid registration and insurance. When my lady is home we watch TV and I feel like I should be writing. When she's not I watch TV and feel like I should be writing. I've considered taking up smoking but I don't like tobacco. I've got this idea in my head now that being depressed and being fat are converging and feeding each other. Depression is the yeast and fat is the, um, fatty substance that feeds the yeast? So I've decided that if I work out a few times a week and lose some weight I'll get back to the svelte figger I had back about 5 years ago when I was running 3 or 6 miles 3 times a week. And doing capoeira. And then I'll be happier. And then the words will flow. Does this idea make sense? I am not a doctor. I am not even a writer though I sometimes purport to be. In other instances I'm a painter. Mostly I'm just a fat slovenly Walter Mitty-type drowning in a sea of brokenness and brokeness. Sports! The grainy sneezed on nature of this clip seems fitting to me so I'll stop looking for a decent quality version of it: