For me being depressed means you can spend all day in bed, and still not get a good night's rest.

And if you ever do a survey, you'll find that people prefer illusion to reality, ten to one. Twenty, even.

Sometimes you are being interviewed by someone and you think, if I knew this person they'd be my best friend. Other times you're being interviewed by a complete jerk.

Riding the train gives him too much time to think, he has decided. Too much thinking can ruin you.

People that keep stiff upper lips find that it's hard to smile.

Geez, if I could get through to you, kiddo, that depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling. Reduction, see? Of all feeling. People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.

I am also working on a couple of short stories for anthologies. This is new to me and Im enjoying it.