How To Disappear Completely

After Dinner Blues

Life is very strange.

While the major part of the day keeps me upbeat, cheerful, vibrant, positive, happy, and Tiggerish, the close of the day takes a serious toll on my emotional well-being. Minor problems that have been successfully ignored during the daylight hours suddenly, like Clara's toy nutcracker, swell into larger-than-life proportions. Insignificance, worry, and depression swarm round me like giant rats. I can't handle them all, so I go to bed.

The morning light sweeps all cares away. "What was I so worried about?" I wonder. Carpe diem. I advance to battle all obstacles with mounting optimism.

The music of the night plays a disturbing melody; the one who listens fades into a phantom shadow. I will sing for daybreak.