It's been fun to watch my creativity come roaring back, and by "creativity" I mean "willingness to broadcast my thoughts to Facebook in realtime" (thank you Bridget). It's a sort of low-cost social engagement, a way to get laughs without having to look out at a roomful of people with their arms folded. I mean I imagine most of you guys sitting like that, maybe texting, looking at your watches, but it doesn't make me want to crumble into dust the way it did, oh, two weeks ago.
Oh HEY CRAP I haven't taken my pills yet this morning. Excuse me.
Well hang on I just need to check Facebook for a second.
Yeah so anyway, the faucet is back on and I don't know what to do about it. Part of me worries that any improvement over the sort of basalt-bedrock zombie depression is merely a return to the supersaturated color and pretty lights of hypomania, which while amusing and productive also completely disables my self-criticism function (again FUN for me, less so for innocent passers-by) and I am unable to determine what percentage of the crap I generate is, well, crap.
Speaking of crap OH MY PILLS HANG ON
Okay. Now just don't let me forget to retrieve the cup of tea I have now microwaved and allowed to cool three times.
I don't think my thinking is as disordered as it seems. I'm just watching Wow Wow Wubbzy with the girls which is basically the same thing as having a seizure at a skating rink, and the kids are throwing plastic Spidermans at each other with their feet.
On August 1 both my kids are in full-time something or other. I can hardly believe it. The downside is that then I have to go to school for like two and a half years, but now I'm pretty sure I can handle it.
I don't imagine I'll have a ton of free time for creative pursuits but I'm hoping the momentum of nearly a decade of blogging will carry me. I guess you make a habit of it, the way you make coffee in the morning.
Have a good weekend, guys.