A shining example of a mental patient

"Kids" by MGMT plays on repeat. It reminds me of when I was 18. The fog is so thick you can't see the buildings. The street is half wet, creating swirling grey patterns in the concrete.

Last year, I started war at my workplace. Now there's beef. I tried to apologize 3 times but nothing works so I gave up. I don't go to work to make friends!

I asked my family doctor (not my psyche-doctor because I dislike him) if you can be rehabilitated from bipolar disorder i. He said no. Fine, I thought. For some reason, when it came out of his mouth, I accepted it.

The seasons are changing and nightfall comes faster. Winter has always inspired me.