Generally me thinking about my own long term future is a sign of depression, though it may be that thinking about my future makes me depressed.

I have been OK if I have projects to take my mind off what happens after they are finished, but at present nothing I am trying to plan for is raising my enthusiasm. I am not sunk in a slough, but perhaps sitting sit in a chill fog of indifference.

In the last few days I have been doing a lot of catching up with bureaucratic details, and a lot of that has been successful, but in the midst I forgot to view the sunset and sunrise at the Summer Solstice, the first time for over a decade.