I'm thinking back, scrounging for a favorite memory of my childhood. Maybe it's the depression; depression does have a way to act as a lens that shrouds everything in darkness. But, really, there are maybe only a few good memories anyway so they're just extra hard to find.
So, instead of good memories the ones that are coming up right now are the bad ones...that's no good for the depression. Maybe if I list them here? I don't know, that'll just make everyone else depressed.
Sigh, back to the mound of schoolwork I can't wrap my head around.