We're both trying to find a place in the sun

I miss being half naked under the sun, while exposing myself to the risk of getting skin cancer. Nothing puts me at ease more than falling asleep while listening to the waves crashing to the shore. I desperately miss that feeling.

My depressed mood seems unwarranted, especially when I find myself at lost while trying to search for the root of cause. But I sure can't deny I'm way down low, as opposed to the the great feeling of being on top of the world. How can one feel so pressed when there is no oppression exerted? At least there aren't any visible signs that may trigger my stress alarm. I might be giving myself more stress as I struggle to find an answer that may not exist.

Gotta give Stella a call. Need me some tips on how I can get my groove back.