This just sums up how I feel at my worse ...... it is taken from one of the Bard's most powerful works - Hamlet .... after over 400 years, Shakespeare's words are still a mirror on the Human condition ...
.... I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed,it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame,the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! inapprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals! And yet to me what is this quintessence
of dust? Man delights not me—no, nor woman neither .....

