Dec 23, 2003 21:42
Well, I can see where they get that I'm diseased with cycling mood disorder.
For the past few days I have been in a state of depression with erratic bits of euphoria and sometimes anger.
For instance. About 30 or so minutes ago I was crying and in the deepest of sorrows. And then within 15 minutes that turned to anger, very bitter anger...and somehow I'm happy now, with a slight melancholic tone...
My parents got me a new sketchbook.
They are being strangely pleasant toward me for the most part as of late.
In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
What's madness but nobility of soul
At odds with circumstance? The day's on fire!
I know the purity of pure despair,
My shadow pinned against a sweating wall.
That place among the rocks-is it a cave?
Or winding path? The edge is what I have.
-Theodore Roethke