Strange, I start writing when I’m either starting to feel depressed or more often when I start to feel manicky. Physically, I’m fine. But my mind, my mind… Anxious, overthinking to a maddening degree, restless, painful. Well, here we are again. Seasons change and so do my moods. I live in paradise now, sadly, it doesn’t feel much like paradise. I want to run away, leave all these unsettling thoughts, emotions behind me. Unfortunately, I can’t run away from my brain. I’ve increased my lithium and decreased my Lamictal. I’ll be right as rain soon. I know I will. Happier thoughts tomorrow.