I don’t know what is the root and cause of this depression anyway. Is it PMS? Work? general crappy issues that are popping out of nowhere?
I must have this three year curse when it comes to work. When I have learned the ropes and can do my job with closed eyes, I get tired of it. Doing something for hours and days on end that you don’t enjoy kills and seriously? I am dying inside!
Or is it because Pristine is sick and begged me to stay with her at home and I can’t? My mom is staying with her at home although my entire being wants me to be there too. Hate this lump in my throat. Tsk, this is baaad.
Or is it because I have seen too many photos doctored by photoshop this morning, in blogs? I don’t know if it is just me but don’t you think in this technology era, it’s so difficult to know the real good, talented photographers and the really good equipment (camera brand, type, lens, etc) because of this thing called Photoshop? How many photos have you seen that are unedited, raw, straight from the cam? Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE looking at beautiful pictures but if something is uberly doctored I think it steals the natural beauty of it and it loses value. Plus it looks fake. I don’t like fake. That’s just saying – what do I know. (Maybe I’m just jealous because I don’t have and don’t know Photoshop?)
Ah and it’s freaking cold in the office again today. And I didn’t wear socks. And gloves. And ear mufflers.
My feet and hands are freezing and I can’t get out because of work and because I am blogging this first. 18C! Hah, take that! It’s like early winter inside.
Ok, forget everything you read. I highly suspect that this is just the hormones talking.