Have you ever lost your favorite pen,
then go on an excessive beer binge filled with rage and personality?
Then wake up in the fog of the mother of all hangovers,
forced to go to work where you are rushed to hurry up and wait.
And you never actually finish the job assigned to you,
just abandon it.
Then come back home to an empty room with no response
to your question you posed to the current love interest.
Depression, it's subjective and bores you to death with expenses.
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