Is it depression when you can't remember being happy? You know you wrote it down, to leave record, the last time joy dawned on me, & I tried to grasp it, even then... but it seems so long ago and behind a fog and quite dreamy, now. Did it even happen? I would quit trying and sleep if I could stop my mind. My mind knows my body isn't tired, but knowing isn't jogging, and my brain can send many signals but still can't drag my bones, to go.