Fairly busy day today. Did my usual Saturday stuff. I'm thinking about going back to work on Monday and hope that everything will be alright when I get there. I always dread going back to work after some time off because things will be in disarray. It's a shocking feeling to be back in the office. Fortunately I like my job.

I'm battling depression now. All I can think about is potential doom and gloom. I've been through it before; lots of times. It seems like this time is harder than the last time I went through it. I was doing great for a good while. I tend to get depression starting in April and it can last into summer. I don't know why that is. Probably because bad things have happened in the past at this time of year; more so than any other time.

I miss my only friend who is gone. I got a message from him this morning asking me if I could go to the airport and pick him up on Thursday around 9PM. I don't know what to do. I'll be working at that time and won't feel like having to do this. I hope someone else will volunteer to do it. It has happened before that he would ask me and then someone else would do it. I don't understand why he just wouldn't take a taxi; after all, he has a lot of money.