Whole Load'a Sawdust And Glue
In my head, that is. Through careful application of too much caffeine and just enough alcohol, I have managed to spin myself into something resembling a rapid cycle. This, as you might imagine, is not good.
It didn't take much...just a couple of weeks of daily caffeine overdose, coupled with a beer in the evenings, all folded into a generally stressful situation (selling house, ending relationship, hitting road). It serves, once again, to illustrate how delicate my particular brand of consciousness seems to be, and how quickly I forget lessons that I've already learned. I'm still pissed that the obstetrician lost the User Guide that my brain came with; it would've saved me a lot of trouble over the years.
The first clue arrived as I was walking down the hallway in the office yesterday, feeling super euphorically good. Then a little voice said, Uh, dude? An hour ago you felt like shit. Think about that for a minute. Which I did, and that small step back allowed me to see the pattern that's been unfolding and cycling over the past week or so. Up and down, up and down. The thing about such mood mashups is that the good parts tend to make you forget about the bad parts, so that it's difficult to nail down what's actually going on.
Not to worry: I'll pull out of it, once again staggering back towards a vague semblance of normalcy.
This is why it is vital that I make my pedal-powered journey. Having each day consist of getting from place to place, locating food, and finding shelter will provide the stimulus and distraction that sitting in a new apartment watching TV with the cat would not. No chance to dwell on things for too long, no opportunities to sink into the recliner and justify an entire six-pack instead of a beer or two.
It's Pedaling For Sanity (Or A Reasonable Facsimile Thereof)! Yeah, boyeee!
And other assorted exclamations of enthusiasm, delivered with a sincerity not quit felt, but which nonetheless are genuine to the extent allowed by current neurochemical and psychological circumstances. Your mileage may vary.
