Anchors and Melancholy

I apologize for the shite poetry I posted last time :P
I was in class with Kumajanai, see, and just typed the first verses that came to mind.

But anyway, just dropping by to inform the world that I am tired. So incredibly tired. Tired... of things, is the best way I can put it.

"Have something to look forward to everyday," she said. "Something that makes you happy. A reward."

An anchor.

But you don't understand, I thought. I had an anchor... but now it's gone.

Melancholy sees the worst of things,—things as they may be, and not as they are. It looks upon a beautiful face, and sees but a grinning skull.
- Christian Nestell Bovee

I once gave a lady two-and-twenty receipts against melancholy: one was a bright fire; another, to remember all the pleasant things said to her; another, to keep a box of sugar-plums on the chimney-piece and a kettle simmering on the hob. I thought this mere trifling at the moment, but have in after life discovered how true it is that these little pleasures often banish melancholy better than higher and more exalted objects; and that no means ought to be thought too trifling which can oppose it either in ourselves or in others.
- Sydney Smith