I’ve been jamming 80s tunes on Spotify for the past hour or so and I gotta say… I’m feeling pretty upbeat this evening. Maybe I just live in the wrong decade? Or maybe it’s the fact that I’ve been interpretive dancing and pumping my fists and therefore expanding energy, which in turn puts me in a good mood. At any rate, anyone have a DeLorean or Phone Booth I can borrow? They must be capable of time travel.
Seriously though, I think I just need to get back into the grind of working out on a daily basis. And worry about the things I actually have control over. That would do wonders for my self-worth.
I do feel crazy though. At least bi-polar… especially when I read write back-to-back entries that are at opposite ends of the spectrum as far as moods go. Extreme. Anyone have any extra lithium laying around?
