Today I woke up happy. Despite my torturous nightmare where I murdered a famous politician causing riots and lived in with a Don in a very traditional set up.
I spoke to A for a bit. Had breakfast on time. Listened to music, read, sang and had fun.
I even played music while cooking and sang and danced along. I’m happy and high… Woohoo.
If this is my manic phase, its very very controlled. So yaaaay!