I feel odd tonight, I've been down for a while, just plugging along feeling crap and not quite keeping up with life, this morning I thought I couldn't do today, but then I did, somehow I pulled it all off and stuck to the things I had planned, didn't let anyone down. Then I even challenged myself to do something I can't normally do. Stupid thing that most people wouldn't even think about. And I did it. And then I felt like I'd conquered the world. Now I know I'm tired, haven't slept well for days and been up since 6, but I have no desire to sleep. I'm dyeing my hair. It needed doing about 2 months ago but I haven't had the motivation or energy to. I cut about six inches off it too, with the kitchen scissors. I'm normally vehemently against cutting it. But I feel lighter and ten years younger. I'm thinking I might go and get my nose pierced tomorrow. Listening to music and hearing the lyrics mean things, they're relevant, like it's all meant to be. My house is a mess, and untidy, I don't think I'll be able to go to bed until it's sorted. I'd like to clean the fridge too. Plan a week of super healthy meals and stock up with kale and avocados and sweet potatoes and such. Maybe tomorrow I can paint the kitchen. I don't know if this is balanced, if the veil has lifted and this is how the world is supposed to be, or if I've skipped over the middle bit straight to the outer edge and this is hypomania. I feel like I've just woken up like I'm sleeping beauty and now I'm back in the real world. I don't know. Does it matter?