The morning lasted all day.

Its not just a lyric from the Dream Academy, but, also how I have felt all day. I woke up this morning real early and have traveled 100’s of miles with my dad. We have a festival that we have attended together for just over 40 yrs. Wow. Its weird, too. Sometimes, when we make this trip I feel like a kid again. I think it a situation where we both get to relive the past for a little while. Quite fun actually. But it starts early with travel and seems to be the morning all the way till the trip home.

All day was great, but, now I am home and moments of depression have set in here and there. Depression feelings are kind of like the wind at the beach: its still then blows then less then more then still then hard then less then still, and so on.

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