I don't do New Year's resolutions. I don't. I do believe in change and lately I've begun to establish a new daily routine. Starting with an earlier morning alarm and a resumption of my hill climbing exercise, my hope is to regularly snap pictures, read, and write while taking additional trips outside of the house.
It can be a real bitch living with bipolar disorder and an aggravating aggregate of agoraphobia. I literally have to bargain with myself to find some new motivation to form new habits. New rules. And, maybe, just maybe, I'll have a healthier tomorrow. Time will tell. And, time is what I have.....
Unfortunately, I am currently stymied by a relapse of the "infection" that I attribute to that new restaurant's fish, salad bar, or filthy employees' hands. What a shock I had last night with an episode of gross hematuria. Ewww. So, after a rather good week of habit forming, I need to lay low....damn. More meds -- oh, goodie.
I do want to spend more time writing in this blog. I'd like to create a few regular "features" that could keep me focused. Focus. Now, that's a hard thing when one's mind has a habit of racing hundreds of kilometers an hour in every direction when I am hypomanic and hardly at all when I cycle to depression. And, as I have written in my blogger profile, this blog is great therapy. I get to spend some time ranting and raving without bothering anyone with letters.....or whatever else I do to piss folks off.....
So, here we go. We have a new year, a new American President, and, maybe, renewed HOPE. Even with all the crap going on in the world, my retirement years look a little bit brighter.
The photo above was taken by taivasalla of the Helsinki New Year's fireworks and captured from Creative Commons.
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