At the risk of sounding completely bipolar ..
I am feeling okay at 4:38 pm on a Sunday.

Eight hour shift at Petco today.. meaning I was a big waste and stayed upstairs in the Wellness Room for as long as possible because I simply preferred the company of hamsters with swollen assholes to human beings at the time.

Having my watch on while I ride makes me compete with myself, making the ride a little less fun. I'm not surprised when I look at a clock after I'm finished. I don't say "Sweet! _ _ minutes!" So, maybe I'll leave it in my bag. Although today I did pull 20 minutes back from work in 90 something degree heat and my stubby legs.

I called Mother from work today and we were on the phone for 40 minutes. Maybe she is able to be there for me sometimes and I just have to chance it. So I have a list of things I need to do. A list of things I want to do and of course, I know is also stuff that will come up which might alter the path completely.

Yea, bipolar. The Bipolar Sage.