Yesterday I bathed and went outside.
Maybe it was the dark cloud of funk surrounding me that made me angry and depressed over the last couple days.
Maybe, I'm really not bipolar at all.
Hmmm.
But I got out and yup, I was manic as hell.
Talking non stop.
Speed walking.
I really didn't notice until I was asked why I was talking so much.
Hey, I got out of bed and took a shower.
After last week, that muthaf*cking progress.
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