I think, and I hesitate to say this at the risk of jinxing it, that my overall Bipolarometer might be tipping ever so slightly toward the more positive end of the scale. There’ve been some wretched days and nights lately, but I keep getting little flashes and glimpses that remind me there are other ways to feel besides depressed.
Meanwhile, I started a new journal; Daisy Jane, my faithful art journal, was finally full. So far this new one (as yet unnamed) is just ink and pasted-in pictures, but I’m sure it’ll be good and messed up before long. I’ve been doing some self-analysis as it is a week (exactly) before my 37th birthday. Thus we have one of the first pages, my “To Be List”:
And just to show you I don’t believe in guilty pleasures (if your pleasures hurt no one, you should never feel guilty about them), we have my current playlist, a bunch of albums I threw together and have been jamming out to all week.
More soon – enjoy your Day of Humping!
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