Mar 9, 2014  It's just another sunny Sunday  I'm at a point in
which I'm sick of everything, everything seems wrong, and I've
no inspiration at all. I've not been very well this week. My
left ear hurt, so did the whole left side of my head. This gave
me a perfect excuse to do nothing. A part for watch films and TV
shows and read books, of course. This is the only thing I can
do. Immerse myself in somebody else work.  There is always
someone saying, maybe of a fictional character or of the person
subject of the discussion, that she doesn't have rights to be
sad. What did she has experience in her life so terrible to be
depressed? But this is the point, isn't it?, I'd like to say
every time. There's no need for a reason. If there was a reason,
there wouldn't be that hard.   I'm laying on the bed that the
99% of the time stays under mine and that now fill my room and
impedes me to open the window. There is the sun out there, and
the blue, and cars and motorcycles full of people directed to
the beach. But if I st