Last night, while reading the Upanishads (like a good Hindu), I had a revelation; a revelation I have had many times before, but this time I really got it: I have been depressed not because I hate life, but because I love life. I hate temporality! Which is why I am afraid of becoming too religious. I need spiritual belief to get through life, but I was always worried about moral codes. No moral codes! Nothing to worry about. I can be that bee flitting from flower to flower, understanding that it will all pass but that I can still enjoy it.