Hello Depression. You're back at full. Great. Every Spring. E. V. E. R. Y. S. P. R. I. N. G. Don't know why. But hi. You're here. And I'm not doing great. You'll calm down eventually. You're always there. But always on level 100 this time of year. Most people like this time of year. It's a fresh start, the end of the school year, and the season of love. But no. I don't get to enjoy it because of you. You suck. But alas, you're here. And you'll stay as long as you want to. Hello Depression.