WTF!  I'm in a good mood.  Who'd a thunk it? I'm starting to feel more like myself again, whatever that means.  I need to tap into my creative side again and be more social.  I'm sick of hiding in corners hoping no one will notice me.  I need to get a freakin' life! I'm down to once a month with my shrink visits.  Seems odd that only a week ago I was feeling dead inside.  Not that the shrink ever helped with that.  Drugs are the only thing that made a difference there.  Talking was just a waste of breath. They say that the part of the brain responsible for speech is different from the part of the brain responsible for writing. That helps to explain why I can communicated my thoughts so well by typing but rather suck at it with the spoken word.  Hmmmph.  Suck is too strong.  I'm adequate at speaking.  I just wish I could speak like I write though.  Maybe one day, with lots of practice. Sigh. Good moods are starting to scare me.  I never know how long they'll last and what balls I'll drop when the mood ends.  Oh well.  Live for the moment with an eye to optimizing future moments.  The moment is all we have. Poodles,Alphonsus