I honestly believe that as a result of it I have felt more things, more deeply; had more experiences, more intensely; loved more, and have been more loved...
... laughed more often for having cried more often; appreciated more the springs, for all the winters...
Depressed, I have crawled on my hands and knees in order to get across a room and have done it for month after month.
But normal or manic I have run faster, thought faster, and loved deeper than most I know.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
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