I'm very conscious today of the misery of cycling rapidly (day to day, even within three hour periods) in mood. The result is a failure to communicate with ease and calm, restlessness, inability to relax, to read, to watch TV since everything looks even trashier than usual. Food is tasteless, lonliness is rampant and there's that benign 'fear' hovering at the back of my cortex... fear of nothing in particular, more a generalized anxiety... Depression is a gigantic pain in the ass....