I've been dreaming more vividly these past few days - back to full storylines, reading in-dream, and remembering intricate details upon waking.
I feel like a crashed ship with systems the rescue crew is just now switching on again, and repairing.
Coming out of a bipolar downcycle always leaves me thankful to be alive and astonished by all that was lost while despairing.
It's good to be getting up and running again. (Ha. Literally, tonight!) Not all systems are go - but they're getting there.
You take good care of your full health and wellness, okay, CoSo?
It matters so much, as do you. Try not to feel bad, ever, for putting self-care first.
The world is filled with arbitrary expectations for achievement, failure, dreaming... but we're all just fragile little critters with a brief window to do anything at all.
We'll make good choices. We'll make rotten ones. Things will fall apart around us either way.
But we're *here*.
And what a strange, wonderful gift that will always be.