I have been feeling quite depressed recently. But I don't really know why, maybe it is the working of hormone and possibly mid-life crisis, considering the fact that I will be 40 years old another three years down the road. Anyway, today I am really depressed, and thought I should share my feelings with my kids and why I was putting on a sulking face all nightlong. Here's how our conversation goes...
"Oliver, I am very sad today."
"why, mommy?"
"because mommy ..., Can you say something to cheer me up?"
"Beetle"
If there is one car which I can get hold of... it will be a old volkswagon Beetle.