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I used to believe in fantastic things of the imagination; now they all seem to be dead.
  • In a Time Like This....

    Rent the DVD of The Big Lebowski and watch it as much as possible. I don't drink and am not suggesting that White Russians are the way to salvation, but I can attest that humor certainly is. Find others who have the same sense of humor and hang onto them. I found my spouse 23 years ago and we got married on April Fool's Day just to make sure we never lose our sense of humor.

    The good news is, you can hang on to some of that wistfulness - however much is comfortable as you mature - and use it in your career (just like Cary!). I don't think being an adult is nearly as bleak as Cary makes it out to be. The world is full of artists and writers who have been exactly where you are now and are pretty happy with life. It's just a matter of finding your niche. If you're a loner (as most highly sensitive, empathic people are), try doing some volunteer work that will get you out of your own head and help someone else.

    Please avoid the psychiatrists! They will label you, pigeonhole you and put you on drugs. Not that I'm opposed to a little prozac - sometimes I think it was made just for people like us. But if you go that route get it from a general practitioner. Or try St John's Wort first - OTC and at most retailers.

    The dude abides.