I went on a 40 minute bike ride this morning. Maxie (age 2) was in the seat in back. The weather was perfect, 65, sunny, big fluffy clouds. We both really enjoyed it and we even got within about 6 feet of a deer. I was more interested than Max was, he just wanted to keep going. I felt awesome, really happy, enjoying myself, then the doubts start seeping in... "Do I really feel better, or am I hypomanic?" Is there any way to know?
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