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Everyone else is asleep I am still up full of life. My kitchen is now clean and I am making a berry compote. Thinking perhaps I should have bought some pectin. I am sure it will be fine.

Poured the last bit of my bulleit rye. Makes me sad to see a bottle go, anything to help quiet the cacophony of my mind.

My brother suffers from depression, can’t wrap my head around it. I suffer from my own ailments but it ain’t that. Maybe it’s the narcissism speaking but it doesn’t seem all that bad. I want to help but don’t know how. So I just talk, most of the time I am just rambling though. Hoping to hit some nugget of wisdom. Maybe something that helps snap him out of it. That’s how it works right logic prevails over depression.