Well, I lost, y’all. I was fighting an oncoming depression, and it was just stronger than me, this time. So I feel pretty crummy, right now. Been sleeping a lot, and not wanting to do a damn thing other than stare into space (or hurt myself–which I won’t do, as I have people around me to help keep me in line). Not much I can do about it, though, other than to ride it out and try to ignore the little lunatic inside who wants to kill me. No worries, though. I’ll be fine in a few days or maybe a couple of weeks, depending on when it feels like letting go of me. I’ve had these episodes all of my life, so I’m used to them. They’re actually not as bad as they once were, and they don’t last nearly as long as they used to, so I’m grateful, for that. I wish, sometimes, there was a magic pill that could make them go away, forever, but there isn’t. Every med I have tried has done nothing more than zombie-fy me, and I’d rather be depressed than feel nothing. I get a lot of mileage out of my depressions, too, as far as writing goes. So in a weird, weird way, I’m grateful for them.

Today, in Desperado Dawn, Molly goes to see Joshua, and they have a nasty little argument that can’t possibly lead to anything good.

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Desperado Dawn

Desperado Dawn, chapter 48 (Desperado novel)