I think I forgot to take my medication this morning. I've been contemplating laying off the meds for awhile just to see what happens. coincidentally, there's been a little problem as of late with finding a way to cover my tracks. There's never really been a ritualistic pill count, but when one of those things disappears, the rule book says that you have to deal with it and go cold turkey until the day that you are legally able to go back to the doctor's office and request your prescription.

There have actually been two problems as of late. The first stems from an opened capsule, spilling granules everywhere, and the second from a random favor I owed to someone. However, as a result of bad karma, my aunt suddenly forgets to make a trip to the pharm for her daughter's script; so once again, I'm doing someone a favor. So I feel that the late night conversation with Casey, and the aches and pains remedied by popping 5 Somas happened for a reason. The sleep was no good, but my lack of awareness caused me to skip my medication, which at least takes care of one problem.

I do notice the effortless ability to completely tune everything out, but I'm not riding the euphoria dysphoria rollercoaster. However, I can't stress enough the need for no distractions whatsoever in order to get something done that I'd prefer not to do. At times I feel that I exhibit bipolar characteristics to an extent. The depression began long before I went on the medication, it just changed frequencies when I started taking the meds. Before, the duration varied from 6 months to a year, and then suddenly I wasn't depressed anymore... until 2 or 3 months later.

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nothin hurts anymore nevermind