It was over forty years ago, but I remember the feelings very well. They were overwhelming, and were not dispelled easily.
It was just after I had completed all of my course requirements and dissertation defense in the process of obtaining my doctorate in psychology. Like any graduate school experience, this was the culmination of several years of study and hard work. The ordeal was now over, and a celebration was in order.
And celebrate I did, together with my wife, my young children, several other students, and assorted friends. But then, the celebration was suddenly over. I found myself inexplicably moody and depressed. A sense of emptiness enveloped me. At first I thought it was just a result of a transition from a state of being busy to a state of boredom.
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