In 26 days I will be 60. It doesn’t feel so old even though I can easily remember when I thought 60 meant you were ready for the grave. Amazing how one changes their mind when that age is looming closer and closer.
I am still looking for work but not yet panicked. I keep feeling something is just around the corner for me.
I’ve been having bouts of sadness for no reason at all. Like yesterday, I was driving to run an errand and all of a sudden a thought came into my mind that, “It’s so sad.” I had tears in the back of my eyes and I didn’t even know what I was thinking was so sad, or unhappy about.
Other times I will be happy and in a good mood (although I have no reason to be) and I almost start singing. Too ridiculous. As I have mentioned, I have no reason for these feelings, at least none I can pinpoint.
I’ve also had some weird dreams from being in a huge community bathtub, vacationing in Hawaii, or waitressing at Ming Gardens again. Too strange, I know.
But, almost 60–it isn’t so bad. It sure beats the alternative.
Aren’t vast mood swings a sign of depression? Don’t forget to take care of yourself.