Today's lesson is that emotional rollercoasters are not as fun as the regular kind.
An actual conversation I had today:
A certain lady: I don't understand how my mother can like Billy Bragg and still vote for Tony Abbott?
A certain Doctor: There Is Power In A Eucharist?
Sweet Moses, I am ill in the head.
Oh, I suppose I should probably note that I am largely depressed as a result of reading a whole bunch of child abuse case studies for a story I'm working on. I am hoping that finishing the story will prove cathartic and I can get the tiny screams out of my mind. Being depressed totally sucks.