Today I woke up and felt self-conscious and lonely. I began to ruminate about how my life sucked. I took my medication. I started perking up later morning, and by evening was doing well. There were enough distractions to keep my mind from focusing on itself.

Went out for a bite at the local pub and met a very interesting guy close to my age and in my profession. We had a lively and intellectually stimulation conversation about our profession, women and relationships. We even talked about Tuvan throat singing and theology.

This day again teaches me that it is necessary to propel myself out into public situations even when I feel like hibernating. Although I did think about the meaninglessness of things, and the possible lack of total meaning in the universe, I was able to catch myself and divert my thinking in other directions. I have to keep reminding myself that my thinking mind tends to assail my self esteem, further restricting my ability to be happy as I persist in existing.