I don't know about you, but the above question is probably my most popular thought since I got too sick to work or leave the house very often. It's the place my mind goes when I feel isolated and therefore depressed and therefore generally unhappy and therefore purposeless and therefore...hopeless. The above thought has ultimately been a hopeless thought for me, not because it is inherently a hopeless thought, but because for the last two years I've been thinking it and coming up without an answer. Rather, I suppose it would be more accurate to say I've been coming up with only one answer and that is: I don't have an effing clue.
