a week after Paris

The inflammation of the inner mouth reminded me the ongoing anxiety caused by the depression
The urge of having a mouthful of cakes over endless glasses of wine simply is indeed the sign of suppressing the depression.
trying to spot the cause of the depression, the drive of self-changing and long vacation? the failure of the jewelry making engagement? the terrible shape of my figure? the faded passion for current relationship? the loneliness of having no one to speak of my pain? the dark prospect of my future and career?
I need to restructure the outcome of my life and reset myself.
haven't figured exactly how in details, but it simply has to be done.
I simply have to.