Full Moon Madness

Might have to go on Ebay and bid on some mojo.  Mine appears to be misplaced, and although I'm hoping just temporarily, I'm feeling desperate for its return.  I'm finding it hard to get excited about things I'm normally excited about, and I know this is a symptom of depression - have done mental health first aid, so I feel I can say this.  I do not believe I have a clinical depression, but rather am just wading through a morass of ennui at the moment.  I've been shitted off about a few things over the past few days, and they are things about which it is best not to comment.  And it would appear that everybody with whom I have had contact today either does not like my head, or else are starving to death because they seemed intent on biting it off.  This evening whilst out with my children walking our dogs, I cast my eyes Heavenwards and saw hanging in the dusky sky, like a huge incandescent coin, the full moon.  At least I now have something to which the crappy attitudes of all around me can be attributed.  It's the good old full moon, and it's brought the lunatics out in force.