I miss mania.

Well, to be more specific, I miss hypomania. I miss feeling like I can accomplish anything. I miss feeling the burning urge to write.

Since my last post, I have improved on the depression front. I am returning to Alaska, and I have a job there that I start on January 2nd, and I couldn't be happier. I will miss my family here, but I have learned that Alaska is just better for me right now.

My friend H and I are going to be working on the Bipolar project we have going. Its a series of images she photographed starring yours truly, along with personal reflections and facts about Bipolar Disorder. I'm very excited to get this project going, I think it is going to be a positive thing for both her portfolio and my soul.

This has been a brief update, in an attempt to get back into writing on this stupid thing. I am aware, of course, that this blog is akin to me screaming into an empty hallway, with random people leaving their apartments occasionally overhearing my babble. I'm ok with that.

Rock on.

-Z