The depressions are back again, even though the weather is warmer today. The one does not seem to have much to do with the other. There are bouts of temper, no ability to do anything despite there being the urgent wish to be active, the only thing that works is lying down and sleeping which awaken guilt because there are things that need doing. It is all very confusing, these depressions. There is hunger and appetite and not real wish for food.
Outside the festivities in the town are starting. There are loud explosions as the "Böllerschützenverein" ignites its charges up before the castle walls, thereby signalling that the celebrations are about to begin. This means that after ten in the evening the streets will be littered with inebriated citizens.
It is probably better to remain at home with this problematic attitude.
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