Spring is coming. Winter wasn't as bad this year, and I'm really not saying much other than I was in the Caribbean for a bit. Diving, swimming, tennis and snooker takes the edge off. But I'm back, and so is the depression. Could be the music, the work, the people, the shit and shit. Really I have nothing to complain about, but I want to beat myself with a hammer anyway. But spring is coming.
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