Been getting quite a buzz from this #amazonfail thing. Despite being gay myself, I don't feel consumed by anger/indignation/irritation/fear/sadness by this; just another reason to avoid Amazon, that's all.
Just waiting for the crash now - first time I've recognised that I'm (probably) in a manic phase while still in it. I suppose it's quite good that my first post back in a while documents a mid-manic ramble.
There's so much I want to say, and yet - there's nothing, or maybe everything is going by too quickly for me to catch it. I feel like I could type faster than anyone, say the most amazing things. What's stopping me? It's not the right time. Why? I couldn't possibly say. There's only one other piece of business to type down before it's time to sign off, and I'm reluctant to get there - I want to carry on indefinitely, but I have no idea what to say. But better this than doing something dangerous physically or financially, I suppose!
So, well. Planning on making an appointment at the doctor's soon. And isn't that a troubling thought? Takes an edge off the energy, but I liked where I was at just fine - I don't want this creeping anxiety/nausea back, ta. But then I just want it over with. I don't think they'd be open today, so I can't phone 'til tomorrow, and only then if I can get away. Hoping to have everything sorted before the holidays end, but I doubt it. Also hoping to get lucky and would have to miss the sponsored walk on Sunday (shame, really /sarc). But again - unlikely.
Maybe a nice hot mid-day bath and incense will bring me down from this.