URBAN DEPRESSION!!!!

I spent a couple of hours having supper with Jun yesterday at HK cafe. It was meant to be our dinner, but it sucks.

So there we are, ranting about the usual. Going through the list of where we should be jetting off to, going for our long awaited holiday. You see, the only time it materialized was the US trip, beat that. So after a very depressive conversation of an hour of how our life sucks, how we are so stuck, like rut in the muck, I decided to coin this state of mind, URBAN DEPRESSION.


Urban Depression
expression
severe despondency, insomnia, arising from stress from work, concrete buildings, lack of excitement or adrenaline rushes. Nothing excites both the mind and body. Incurable, unless one plucks oneself from the current state of living into another.

So Bel decided that she also has this incurable disease, and while we were happily discussing how we should see a shrink together, we fell into deeper depression. We doubt we have the financial ability to see a shrink on a regular basis! HAHA! And of course, she also has this whimsical fantasy that if her future employer finds out she is seeing a shrink, she might not be considered for the job. Beat that. Introducing my bimbo friend, BEL. Good grief.


So after that thought, I ranted to Rin and Bel for like a full 15 mins, refusing to let them go, as no one else can possibly understand or rather, no one around me will be suitable candidates to listen to my urban sob stories, about love and work, and definitely not to mention love and work mixed into one. Phew... I felt so much better after that release of pent up frustrations.

I rebelled at work today, tried my best. Imagine stepping into the office, and in 15 mins, I was swamped! Literally! Everything started piling up on my desk, apparently everything that was supposed to be done when I was away, was left undone! So at the end of the day, I couldn't be bothered. I left to walk across the street to get a long overdue hair trim, got my long overdue lenses. If it cannot be done, SO BE IT!
HA!

After all that, I stuck my ass in my other office, where the other half of my colleagues are seated. Talked crap, made lame jokes, just whiling time away...and it was surprisingly therapeutic. Unknowingly, I felt alot better, and I definitely did not see that coming. But yay yay yay!!!!!!!!

So maybe there are ways to slowly cure Urban Depression, you just have to find your own.