It's Raining and I'm Drepressed so I'll Write

Sometimes I get excited about what I'm writing about and can't stop. Sometimes when I'm excited about life, I can't write but stangely enough bouts of depression bring on the need to write. If I could only lock myself away in a cabin or a high tower somewhere and write. Then I'd be happy for awhile, then I'd feel the need to see people again. Maybe.