Melacholy

I was going to name this blog Melancholy, however I was greatly mistaken as to what it meant till I researched it. I thought it was something along the line of feeling not happy nor sad, but perhaps a bit of an uplifting to this content feeling. Nope.

Here are just a few:
(n.) Great and continued depression of spirits, amounting to mental unsoundness; melancholia.


(a.) Producing great evil and grief; causing dejection; calamitous; afflictive; as, a melancholy event.

(n.) Ill nature.

(n.) Depression of spirits; a gloomy state continuing a considerable time; deep dejection; gloominess.

(a.) Somewhat deranged in mind; having the judgement impaired.

(a.) Depressed in spirits; dejected; gloomy dismal.

Very depressing in fact. The one I highlighted quite disturbing.
 
Death cab for cutie makes me feel pensive, and a tingly feeling inside but not excited, just excited for something to happen.
 
I also realized that I usually start my blogs with questions, and the topic tend to be quite random. But that is how my brain works. I have so much inside that just gives spurts of information at any given time.
 
I feel content, its a strange feeling. Things seem to be in place, yet I want something I do not need right now. Patience I tell myself.
 
Sleep could cause my job, yet I am awake when the rest of the world sleeps. (Or at least it seems as though the rest of the world is asleep.)
 
Death cab makes me want to run through a field of flowers in a dress while the sun is out, however it must be windy. Very, very windy.
 
I am raising baby ducks, they are adorable and lots of work. They are aggressive and do not comprise. I wish I didn't compromise sometimes. They are innocent yet brilliant little creatures.
 
Can gloomy be a good feeling? Maybe melancholy isn't so bad. Speaking of Melancholy I am studying spontaneity in class right now. Delta S increases when the ions are sporadic and unorganized.