More and more frequently these days, I’m struck by how utterly pointless everything is. This is accompanied by a feeling of profound sadness. This usually happens during a fixed time period during the day (in the afternoon), when I’m alone. I think I can understand why people commit suicide — it’s perfectly understandable. If there is a button I can push to get out of this world, and if it doesn’t involve pain or decomposing body, I think I might push it. This feeling goes away if I take a walk or be among crowds, or interact with people. I suspect this is what they call […]
