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Tuesday is my day off. I almost wish I had been asked to cover for someone at either job today just to get out of the house. This is kind of strange. While I could use the money, lately I've been feeling very anti-work. I just don't want to go. Don't want to deal with it. Don't want to do anything but lay in bed all day, curled up with my laptop, iPod, and maybe a dog or two.

 

I've dealt with bouts of depression multiple times throughout my life. It's never felt like this. I'm not sad, not unhopeful. Just ... uniterested. I lose this feeling whenever I'm watching a hockey game or taking an aimless drive. Other than that? Nope. Just don't care.

 

I've gotten pretty good at pretending to be motivated when I'm actually at work or in other situations where I have to be social. Nothing's wrong, life is great, I want to be here, all that. Hopefully this passes quickly. I don't know how much longer I can force normal.