Sunday, September 11, 2005
Son of a gun, I’ve lost my way, what was it again I was going to say. Oh, yeah, doctor’s orders take this pill every day. You’re bipolar. Bipolar? I’m not bipolar, I’m me. I’m never manic-depressive. I’m either manic. Or I’m depressed. I’m me right now and it doesn’t matter what you want to call me or tell me I was then because that was then and this is now and right now I can’t imagine being anything else than what I am right now. So, I suppose now I feel like I have a reason to share my scribbling. A How Not to Manual for Manic-Depressive Bipolar Self Indulgent Head Cases and Those Who Love Them, or used to. It has a certain ring to it.