So I couldn’t sleep well last night, so I decided to get up around 3:30 am and read blogs to put myself to sleep. What I actually did is read my own blog posts from 6 to 7 years ago, saving some stuff for future posts.
Reading old posts is sometimes painful, sometimes scary, but also a little bit heartening to know I am not in the same dark places that I was at that time. I know I am susceptible to returning to those dark days, and things can change in a hurry with bipolar, but for now I am glad things are better.
Now here I am, almost four hours later, and the eastern sky is beginning to lighten. I have today off, so at least I won’t be overly tired at work.
Oh, the possibilities for today. I can cook french toast, watch a movie, play games with the fam, get my hair cut, or watch snowflakes falling. More likely, I’ll just take a long nap.