If you didn't already know it, I get depressed sometimes.
And typically, my depression gets worse as the evening goes on. The "Sitting In A Box" post was written right before dawn, after a night of fairly restless sleep.
The solitude thing is still a problem. This is a bad time for me to spend a lot of time alone. But the previous post was written at an overnight nadir, and doesn't reflect the way I feel every minute of the day.