I have the same feeling sometimes. Especially right when I wake up. It's not depression, just sometimes a "this again?" type of feeling. Maybe it's because my dreams are so much better than real life. Last night I dreamed that someone gave me two rare, endangered turtles that weren't actually turtles, but squids who'd taken up residence in abandoned turtle shells. I woke up kind of bummed. The only times I've managed to avoid this are the mornings after I've written down (the night before) all the awesome things I did and saw that day.
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