It was a Monday afternoon and life was going well. Earlier that day I’d accepted a new job offer and was very excited. The prior weekend was full of love and energy. The winter holidays, and some exciting plans, were approaching. By all accounts, everything was terrific! Yet I was feeling, I don’t know, kind of, melancholy. At the time I’d have said I was feeling “down” or a “low level of depression” but as I pondered my mood, I realized these weren’t accurate.
So, the first revelation was complete: I was feeling melancholy. Now, for the second revelation, what, exactly, does melancholy mean? Or, at least, mean to me? Continue reading “What Melancholy Means to Me”