Awoke at 5:30 am, two hours ahead of my scheduled wakeup, with the distinct sense of a cloud having lifted. Then I tried to get back to sleep and failed until about 7:29, after which I began hitting the 9-minute* snooze for nearly two more hours. But when I really did get up and--skipping shower and proper breakfast--began immediately working, I did find that I feel like myself again. How odd! Yet how familiar.
It's such a discrete phenomenon. I'm beginning to wonder if this has had anything to do with the new type of pill I was forced to switch to this year, after the one I had been taking for [ahem] 19 years (!!) was discontinued. (If that doesn't make a person feel old, I don't know what would.)
Now that I think of it, the very first pill I originally tried made me (and several of my friends) severely depressed after a specific amount of time. It took us each individually a while to figure out what was going on and switch to a different brand, as we all initially assumed we were just going nuts, as women tend to believe when we are unhappy. We only found out later that all of us had had the exact same experience with that particular pill.
I can't wait until they get that male pill developed!
Not that there's much motivation for researchers to do so, and anyway it'll be too late for me by then, boo-hoo. But I do have all these younger sisters, and some of them are bound to turn out hetero.
Anyway, I'm feeling like a human being again instead of a ringwraith, and not a moment too soon. I want to have fun on my birthday! (Even if that just means lounging around watching VH1's Worst Metal Videos.) I want to be vicariously delighted by TheLimey's opening his various extremely thoughtful and pleasant gifts from me! I want chocolate cake with no frosting! (An odd preference that we curiously share.)
So take that, depression.
*Why are all snoozes set for 9 minutes? Why not 10, or 5, or 15?