Yes. Well, a new day. Depression. Anxiety. My new diagnosis. Diag-nonsense. I've been reading a lot of diaries on here lately. Some are lame. Or weird. Or confusing. But it surprises me that some are interesting. Usually the ones that don't make any real sense. I like things I don't expect any point from. Today we shopped for healthy food. VHS movies are slowly being eliminated. Technology moves forward while we all try to keep up. Pretty soon I'll need a DVD player. And then eventually we'll all need DVD players. And than we'll need whatever comes after the DVD. Something so small you lose it all the time. And they'll jack up the price. Brain wash us with even more commercials. Technology. Friend or foe? Or doom. I could be happy on a small island. Far away. With just a record player. And a good book. Maybe a few good books. We don't really control anything in our lives anymore. We have remotes. Robots. Air conditioners. On and on. Machines take care of us. We sacrifice the best times of our lives for objects. We always need to have more. Not everyone. But many in society. Most. Not I. I'm not willing to put in those long tedious hours in an office job. I prefer to be object-less. Who knows? I know I don't. Time to watch a movie. Done for now.