Watch a cloud move, sometime, but sped up. The edges come and go, wisps and furls. Watch the horizon sometime. It's amended in much the same way. Adjustments coming and going. A mirage.
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Depression is the act of forgetting all. Only the moment remains, the pain, the weariness, and it never subsides. Forgotten is the purpose, the reason, what could be and will be. The hope that drives us, and the success that follows. Everything but the moment, now.