I’ve been sleeping a lot. I get out of bed around 8, breakfast and do correspondence for a couple hours, and I’m back in bed by 10:30 or 11:00. I get up for a couple hours around noon and then sleep again until 4 or 5. In the last few days, I’ve been experiencing anxiety and sadness. There are real reasons for anxiety — cancer, financial worries, career worries — but I am not ordinarily a weepy person. Judy, who has to be the best Internet researcher I’ve ever met, turned me onto this, which pretty much describes how I feel. So I’ve identified it as depression, but of course that doesn’t solve the problem. I know from experience with my mother — the last person on earth I would have ever expected to suffer from depression…until she did — that it takes weeks for anti-depressant medication to take effect. And I fear the effects on my thinking capacities. All I have to work with is my mind. I’m going to try to get some exercise, take the puppies out, spend a little time in the garden.