Winter Wonder Land

It's snowing. It is beautiful even though it may impede my plans to head down to Baltimore and see one of my best gals...a few of my best gals. It floats down and layers each leaf, each pine needle, every area of ground. It's almost an exact image of what depression does to ones heart and being. It is just like Mania which touches every aspect of one's life. On the outside once can look "normal" but deep inside the realization that every ounce of one's moral fiber is being polluted by either a low or a high hits hard. It hits hard and then like ripples in a pond spreads out over every part of one's life. Only the closest of friends can see the ripples begin, the waves sweep away the sanity of one's mind. And like a winter wonderland, with every layer touched, one can fall into the pain of a low or the elation of a high with crystal clarity and fluffy white fervor.