I spent Valentine’s Day with the most inconsistent partner I’ve ever had:
my mind.
(No Tall, Dark and Handsome this blog post isn’t about you unfortunately! You’re nicer to me and my add/adhd bipolar self than I am by far thankfully! Not that you would ever know as this place of expression is MY one little secret and mine to keep)
Back to the star of this circus freak loaded train-wreck…the treacherous mini-minefield that which is my bleeding mind.
Sometimes she is dazzling — a constellation of ideas, insights, and unprovoked epiphanies.
Other times she is gone, drifting somewhere between “should I finally clean this room?” and “maybe I should learn quantum physics.”
I forgive her though.
She has given me the gift of hyperfocus — the superpower that lets me consume entire textbooks in one sitting.
And the curse of paralysis — the shadowed twin that leaves me staring at the wall, utterly immobilized.
It’s a strange romance, but it’s mine. (No babe, not talking about you again. Theres nothing strange about you! Well, definitely less strange then me… hmpfh.)
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