Deep thoughts and depressive illness

Society invests in every individual, some societal structures more and others much less. Some believe that only those from an affluent background are deserving of investment and some believe that the origins of each individual is are of no account, all require and deserve support. The structure that invests in all of its population will most likely succeed in supporting those who will return the most to the society. Is that true? Perhaps so, perhaps no, it is hard to know this.

Early awakening, bright and fun of happiness, then almost at once a complete collapse into the darkness of black sleep until the day outside is bright as pmidday.

A short check on the watch confirms that this is so.

Make a cup of coffee, and wonder what is wrong. There is no concentration on the things that are around everywhere. There is no great ability to make breakfast, but after a while manage to settle down, put clothes on, drink coffee, and make a second pot to be enjoyed with the poached eggs on toast. There is something to be done, take a walk down to the insurance company with the letter from the dentist. The application for support is turned down, this was to be expected. This is too bad.

A steady tiredness starts to affect the body, taking its toll on the functions of the body. Walk slowly to the Neustadt, and after stopping to talk with a man who has made himself almost unrecognisable by growing a beard, go to the small café and enjoy a piece of the cheapest cake with a simple filtered coffee. That is fine. Then check that the car is still legally parked, the work on the building there has caused the positioning of the parking zones to be changed repeatedly. After seeing that everything is in order, return home.

Open the windows to air the room, and lie down to sleep. Set the alarm for a short period, but this is insufficient. Remain in bed until it is six in the evening.

The cat comes down from upstairs. There is still some cat food from yesterday, she receives a plateful. She is disdainful, the feline nose is probably wrinkled under all the fur. Throw the cat food into the biological waste and open up a fresh package. This is accepted. After half an hour the cat returns and requires more of the same. She then retires to a corner of the shop.

Read the news, do the puzzle.

It would be nice to have company, but company is not to be had.