Sadness overwhelmed me. I'm feeling ashamed, as if I don't have a right to feel sad. I want something else. I want to feel happy, content, satisfied. Those feelings seem somewhat elusive. Sometimes I feel I've had enough. Other times I want to wander. There is an old hippy in me yearning to be free. Where is my spirit? Where will my spirit feel happy, forefilled, connected? Is it impossible here on earth? Or am I missing the boat? The rain is pouring outside. Do you think the darkness and the the rain affects our spirits? Is my spirit lost? How can I find it again? The sadness feels like a piece of sticky fly paper, I want to shake it off, but it doesn't come loose easily.