For some reason this awareness days make me feel like... "if you see something, say something!". Maybe I am just paranoid.

Yes, I know nobody is gonna grab me on the street as I walk home with bags full of leopard print pink t-shirts (or something similarly outrageous), dance walking to track on my mp3 player, because I am flying high on waves of hypomania (and think I will save the world... and look good while doing it).

But one never knows.

Awareness may be good when done right, I think.