I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then. — Alice
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After a very long spell of hypomania—a delicious month of productivity, creativity and blissful good-humor—I seem to have fallen into an industrial-sized clothes dryer set on tumble. Rapid cycling wakes me up with hyper-vigilance and terror, then flops into stultifying depression, with a finishing spin of insomnia and obsession. Tumble, tumble.
In times like these, it’s best not to take anything seriously—not the spiky little thoughts in my head, or any plan I had for the day, or misconstrued texts, or the dog barking across the street. Better to put on comfy clothes and make popcorn. Better to turn on all the twinkle lights in the apartment and light incense. Better to read something like The Hunger Games that won’t tax my dendrites in the least.
And when the silly megrims come calling, better to smile at their oddness and offer raison toast.
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Everything is funny, if you can laugh at it. — Lewis Carroll
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A Mind Divided 
Dec 05, 2014 @ 17:48:55
Here’s to the next thirty days of you finding Bliss
Dec 05, 2014 @ 18:23:30
I tried to remember when I last had a good spell like that, and I’m thinking it’s been 3 years.
Dec 06, 2014 @ 05:07:13
Well, it’s coming back.
Dec 06, 2014 @ 05:51:02
That is the good thing about rapid cycling—nothing lasts forever.
Dec 05, 2014 @ 18:12:22
Best of luck with the rapid cycling. Be sure to set the temperature so as not to scorch (not cotton). Sense of humor definitely helps, as does your insight.
Dec 05, 2014 @ 18:21:34
Sometimes it feels like I’ve got old tennis shoes banging around in there with me.
Dec 06, 2014 @ 11:47:29
Damn, Girl-Woman — I LOVE the way you write — this post, card and writing is wunnerful. I posted the card on my fb……:-) LindaNoel
Dec 06, 2014 @ 12:20:50
Thanks for that, Linda.
Dec 07, 2014 @ 16:48:36
I made a heck of a lot of popcorn yesterday and watched a pile of people descend upon the mound like greedy vultures only they weren’t vultures they were my family. One month of blessed bliss sounds cheerful and wonderful, so here’s to that, Sandy. It is sure to come back round again. Sending you happy thoughts and smiling cheer across the many leagues of land between us. Lewis Carroll is a fascinating man!
Dec 07, 2014 @ 17:30:03
Thanks, O.B. “We are all mad here.”