I saved myself from a bout of depression today, as it’s creeping tentacles begin to draw me down into the sludge of the wallowing mire. I did this with what I can only call… ‘The goofball dance’.

When things happen, and set you on a path to depression, stop yourself and say… (in a goofy tone of voice)

Oh, ‘that’ happened… What a shame!

… and shrug off the bad vibes with a goofy, floppy shoulder shrug/dance.

This might sound simplistic, but it worked. Defiance is a miracle!