...and Alone Again

...other than my birds. I'm going to post pics of them in my pic blog pretty soon.
Went to the store to stock up on essentials. Unfortunately I went hungry so it's mostly snack stuff in my cupboards now. lol
I really just don't feel like cooking so I've got a bunch of frozen dinners as well. More of the depression problem-my kitchen is a disaster and I just can't deal with it. I'm just willing to step through the rubble and nuke something to eat now and then.
I've been doing a lot more drawing since being off my meds or I should say at a more frenzied pace. Sometimes I wonder what would have become of famous, depressed and prolific artists if they were born into the age of Prozac?
I wonder if a level mood takes away some of the artistic temperament. On the other hand, you're not gonna produce alot of art if you go off your meds and fucking kill yourself.