I guess you know that with the way things have been going as of late for me, I'm a little down. Actually, I'm surprised I'm not in a deep hole of depression, but no, I'm doing ok. With all the lay-offs at the plant, the people left working are in a quiet funk too. There's no laughter in the cubicles like there use to be, no joking around, no fun. When there is no fun at work, it becomes a chore to even show up. And then I noticed when I left tonight, even the town seemed to have the blues. There are less cars on the street, less people out walking. Even the one hooker I saw seemed to be in a state of depression, like she knew there was not much of a chance of her making that money for her next rock of crack cocaine so why even try. There's a sadness gripping everyone.
I realize I'm seeing this through my eyes, eyes that are sad also. I complained when the hustle of life was going so fast that you couldn't catch your breath. But I would rather see the world in that fast pace with a smile on it's face, than this grim, disparaging sadness that now has everyone in it's clutches.