My Days Off

...Were really great. The only down-side is the inevitable obsession with trying not to fall into the guilt that accompanies hedonism. Like for example, I can't help feeling like I've destroyed some kind of disproportionally larger something I've been working on for so long. Like everything I was working on is now shown to be false and that I don't even practice what I preach. I don't know what's with this depression but at least it can't get any worse than self-bashing, right?