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2005-12-04
partially cloudy
A mini depression front settled on top of me yesterday. Nothing I could quite put my finger on, but life suddenly seemed rather pointless. There'd been no harbingers warning me of the approaching darkness, but there it sat. Resting uncomfortably above me all day long.
Too many hours of navel gazing and random television programming turned the feelings from hopeless sadness to a dull grey ache and then I went to bed.
This morning I woke refreshed and full of an intense joy. Ready to conquer dragons and eager to face the world.
This emotional swing doesn't happen all the time, maybe once a month or so and I'm experienced enough now to know it's just a short matter of time before the intense depression lifts. Thing is, I'm also experienced enough to admit that there seems to be some connection between the extremes. Most of the time I live life in a contented hum. (Lately, way too stressed, but that's another entry for another time.) The days I'm hit with extremes are few and far between.
Thing is, the feeling of pure power I feel today seems dependent on knowing the antithesis of that feeling. Not sure I'm willing to give up the one in order to escape the other. Especially since over the years, I've learned how to mitigate the effects of the depression period and found tools that allow me to lengthen the days of joy and power.
In other words, look out St. Louis!Labels: dose of mikey
* posted by me at 2:43 PM
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