Hello Tuesday. I’m looking forward to getting things done today. I’ve tried a number of anti-depressant activities and therapies. Vitamins seem to work with the least side effects. Exercise is even better, but my schedule doesn’t really allow swimming like I used to. There are a few eastern exercises that I could do, but I’m not there just yet. I’m working on taking a few minutes each day to handle tasks. As the week flows, those tiny steps will (hopefully) add up to a sense of accomplishment and completion that hasn’t really been mine for a while. Full catastrophe living is over. The baby has shown me the importance of planning and all that. Sure, it’s still new and I’m wanting to put things into 5th gear on the second day out. That’s fine though. eventually, I’ll be a mighty oak instead of feeling like some nut who fell out of a tree. I don’t have to write golden verse, just a write a bit more regularly. Eventually, the well will spring forth and I will be able to get into writing about the evolution of video porn through the last 30 years. When did shaving one’s genitals become so widespread? Also, I’d like to write about castration of the environmental movement. Recycling and caring about the environment does not carry the social credence of motorsports or handling firearms. What makes that so? Writing for a few minutes each day will help me get my mind around and into those ideas.