A Journal Of Insanity

Three weeks of vacation. Writing a journal. A diary so to speak. I could type out all the pages I've filled up with all kinds of thoughts. But instead I'm giving you the headlines for each day. Make of it what you will - it creates the picture of a journey. I'm not too sure where my mind actually travelled, but it was wearying. My depression gets worse whenever I'm on vacation. My mind tends to not like resting.

France, day 1

             21 days of a racing mind

France, day 2

             Missing a love you lost

France, day 3

             38°C in the shadow

France, day 4

             17 days left...

France, day 5

             Johnny's blues guitar

France, day 6

             All in good time

France, day 7

             Go easy on me

France, day 8

             Happy Birthday, Daddy!

France, day 9

             There's bugs everywhere

France, day 10

             Mama, it's a jailbreak

France, day 11

             Halftime - 10 days left

France, day 12

             Running like a rabbit

France, day 13

             Wish you were here

France, day 14

             Running away from this place

France, day 15

             10 more pages

France, day 16

             A wild Coca Cola spread

France, day 17

             Wind through the cracks

France, day 18

             I just want you to know

France, day 19

             Surrounded by idiots

France, day 20

             Pouring down rain

France, day 21

             Packing my bags

Don't get me wrong. I am incredibly grateful for those three weeks. But my depression likes to spoil nice things for me. 

Today's musical rediscovery is a song I always listen to, whenever I feel a bit down:
Dr. Dog - Hang On

xxx