Thanks blahty heartsheep.
I'm pretty sure I'm having a low manic episode. I got in the car this morning and couldn't resist pushing it to 100 on the freeway, music blasting as loud as my speakers would go, one song on repeat (Coldplay, White Shadows). It's been stuck in my head all day.
I've been chatting up total strangers, even people at the supermarket. I engaged this one lady on how complicated the bread section has become.
I got called in to work to fix a problem and got there in record time, knocked the issue out instantly, and skipped a few stations to walk instead. I could swear I smell the sex in the air and want to cover the earth in sperm.
I'm not gay, but I'm pretty sure I want to hit the gay bar and drink and dance.
No drugs at all today.