Adjusting the pace, the bar, the expectations, down a notch.
Got a little ahead of myself, dancy dancy during the last two weeks. A little less meds and I'm all animated, energized, expansive. My chemical line, I suppose. Cross back to full dose, add that last little 45mg, and I'm dead in the water, flat on my back, down on my luck, all shaky and pissed off. Lots of eyebrow raising and wind watching going on today, barely keeping my voice steady. Kicking my butt and hopefully the virus'. I guess that's the point. All right.
So I'm cranking it down, setting my sites on a lower horizon, wide screen view without all those pesky mountain tops. More whale like, scrappy dog, whatever...
Monday, December 11, 2006
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