This past month I've been up and down. Almost enough to diagnose me with "bi-polar II disorder" I really can't stop thinking of how great I feel. It can be attributed to the end of the semester though. I can say that along my search for myself, or whatever it was I was trying to achieve; I found something more. I found myself not standing still, but already running down another road. But I don't know where it's taking me. I just know this feels ...