tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33109238598483835962011-07-07T22:51:25.113-07:00The Cathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15938577818742449864noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310923859848383596.post-73043799608800268762010-02-03T01:49:00.000-08:002010-02-03T02:04:59.912-08:00I originally planned a different first post, but this is just what happened today. I'm sure I'll get to the rest of it later.<br /><br />-<br /><br />Today I woke up feeling normal for the first time in four or five months. It sounds poncey, but... a cloud has been lifted. I'm not just <span style="font-style: italic;">less sad</span> - which has been my standard for a good day for quite a while now - I'm happy.<br /><br />Now, normal has not been the normal state of affairs lately. Sad has been normal, sad enough to go to doctors to get them to figure out why I am so sad. Which, as I'll post about later, was really more of an operation than it should have been. One of the things I kept hearing from doctory type people was that it will pass. Which, statistically speaking, it will. In about another six months, on average.<br /><br />I don't think I'm being overly negative if I say that that doesn't really inspire me any. What's really on my mind is how long this good mood is going to last.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3310923859848383596-7304379960880026876?l=cat3legs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685706363843378308noreply@blogger.com0