Resurrect the dead. Pull forth from the dread, dreary depths of your past, and gaze upon the shadows they cast in the light. Do you see things differently now? Are the monsters nothing more than tricks of the light, or is there still something sinister inside, waiting for another chance to pull you down?

What has it been now, 4 or 5 posts in the last two months? Egads! And this is the crap I come back with? Damn.

A few weeks ago, I was about as down and introverted as I have ever found myself. For no good reason. I just unplugged myself from the world and lodged myself in my apartment, and sat in my own little dark world. There’s probably a handful of things that happened at once to set this little episode off, but a large slice of that probably belongs to my recent head-shrinking sessions and the dust they’ve been kicking up in my skull. One good push was all it took to get me to slide into dreary days and insomniac nights. For now, all is good, but I’ve also got myself an emergency prescription from my doctor, just in case things start sliding again.

It all comes down to this new personal maintenance kick I’m getting on, and so far none of it is coming without pain — both mental, and physical (see my second root canal this afternoon as proof positive of that). But this is a long-term project, with the goal being habit breaking and healthier living.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a desperate need for Advil at the moment….