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All alone, or in twos
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
Some gathering together in bands
The bleeding hearts and the artists make their stand
And when they’ve given you their all
Some stagger and fall after all it’s not easy
banging your heart against some mad buggers wall
Pink Floyd is still good
Just read a tweet that 50% of the people in my profession have depression at some point in their careers. No wonder I have such a hard time finding people to hang out with.
Among creative types, with numbers like that, I have to wonder if some of it is a nearly indistinguishable depression by proxy. It’s easy to see how such a significant fraction’s maladies might be transmitted to and received 5×5 by others who are sensitive to others’ states.
Depression comix are always on point, but I particularly love this one!
Dang… it’s true.