The Merchant of Venice: Act 1, Scene 1, Verse 1

Antonio.

In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff ’tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I have much ado to know myself.

I woke up with this quote from Shakespeare (well, at least the first two lines). It’s something I’ve remembered since Grade 10, when we studied it in high school.

I feel slightly depressed. No doubt this feeling is due to the fact that I have been working on past life astrology for the past month or so, and now that I’ve come to the end of that one particular journey, I feel at loose ends.

It is also the fact that I can now see that Antony and Cleopatra have reunited in the present time. That makes me happy and sad at the same time.

Plus, it didn’t help my state of mind researching for hours and hours about the tragic life and death stories of Sharon Tate and Jay Sebring. It’s a sad story of love and loss.

But now I must do something else, something different, something new. I wonder what.