I’m just a little black rain cloud… pay no attention to me…

(When I get too far into my gloomy state, I often think of myself as a little black rain cloud, even though I’m acting more like Eeyore.  I suppose I’m not nearly as hopeful as Pooh Bear is in the moment he wears his very clever disguise, but it’s my little song for depression.)

Strangely, my phobia of bees has made me unlikely to want to actually watch the clip most days, especially if I’m too deep in my head.  As ridiculous as animated bees are, there are still days they set my nerves on edge.