I have been vacillating between raged and hyperactive. I won't try to put a mood judgment on anything -- I'm usually wrong anyway -- but I've been noticing the trend. It is making a few things difficult, but it's clearing up a lot of problems that had started simply because there wasn't any grease on the wheels ( Read more... )

Work is really hard. Not because of the work, but because of my motivation/drive/energy ( Read more... )

I was running a few minutes late this morning, cutting it close for making it to the bus stop on time. I would have been fine to miss it, really; it merely would have meant I'd get off work half an hour later. But I'd woken up and struggled to get ready in time for this bus, dammit, and I didn't want to miss it ( Read more... )

I can feel manic creativity bubbling inside of me. It's making me dissatisfied with mundane but very necessary tasks, like applying for jobs and cleaning up the apartment. Music is electrifying, photography is moving, writing is fascinating, painting is revitalizing -- I do not think I can adequately put down in words just how alive everything ( Read more... )