I found when I left that there were others who felt the same way. We'd meet they'd come and seek me out we'd talk about the future. And I found that their depression and pessimism was every bit as acute as mine.
I drink a bucket of white tea in the morning. I read about this tea of the Emperor of China which is supposedly the tea of eternal youth. It's called Silver Needle. It's unbelievably expensive but I get it on the Web.
