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I don't know why.

It always starts slowly at first, but it is so persistent and powerful and creeping and insidious that it actually begins to manifest through my very perception of reality.

It feels like the darkness is encroaching.

Like the days aren't as long as they used to be.

Like life isn't as warm as it used to be.

Sometimes the feeling is so powerful and feels so physical that I actually start to shiver out of depression and the only thing that can make me feel better is getting under a blanket and turning on the heater.

I know it's all in my head, but it feels real.

Maybe I'm just going mad.

Anyone else ever feel this way?

I don't know why. It always starts slowly at first, but it is so persistent and powerful and creeping and insidious that it actually begins to manifest through my very perception of reality. It feels like the darkness is encroaching. Like the days aren't as long as they used to be. Like life isn't as warm as it used to be. Sometimes the feeling is so powerful and feels so physical that I actually start to shiver out of depression and the only thing that can make me feel better is getting under a blanket and turning on the heater. I know it's all in my head, but it feels real. Maybe I'm just going mad. Anyone else ever feel this way?

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Anyone else ever feel this way?

Oh yeah. Regularly.

In fact, if I didn't, I'd start to think something was wrong.

Vinegar is meant to taste like that.

Maybe I'm just going mad.

I get the impression that you're not going to be that lucky. In fact, I think the exact opposite is happening.

Madmen have it easy in this world, because the world itself has gone mad. It spends its days playing pretend, acting out the utopian fantasies in its collective head and denying reality because that would be uncomfortable; bemoaning, at great length and with furious detail, that the vinegar does not taste like wine.

And the idea of standing against it all feels like wading out into the shallows and trying to hold back the tide. How is any right-thinking person to feel about this? How is feeling about this even going to accomplish anything? Isn't that already what everyone is doing?

I don't know why.

I can't tell you why, but I can tell you how to find out: You go to the woods. And I don't mean "camping", I mean "get yourself a good knife and a great pair of hiking boots and go to the woods. Stay for a month. Stay for two if you can." You will find answers to many otherwise confusing questions out there.

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I've never recieved such intense but perhaps worthwhile advice.

Life was better when I lived in the swamp.