I have been so, so busy. In the last week I've taken on a ton of freelance work. I still have outstanding commissions for artwork, I'm studying for a basic IT certification, I'm working on a fiction proposal to send out for a small press anthology, and I have more work referrals coming down the pipe. On top of this the Christmas concert season is starting and come December I'll have a solid month of nothing but concerts in addition to existing deadlines, plus stress over finances and a continued lack of steady employment. I haven't slept in two days but I'm not feeling it at all. Actually I feel pretty fantastic, despite the "oh god where am I going to get money" feeling that's been lurking for weeks. It's weird, I've been in a state of near-panic for so long and now it's lifted or just so muted that I don't care about it anymore.

I'm also out of medication and have been for several days now. I could go get a refill but I keep finding excuses not to go (mostly my vehicle inspection being past due). It probably isn't smart of me, but to be honest I'm never quite sure I need it that much. Depression always feels painful enough, and real, but I always feel like I want this to be a normal part of my life, being super productive and sharp and on top of things.

....You know, I don't really know why I'm posting this other than to say "I'm out of lurker mode!" since that tends to be my default status, that and a long-lasting adrenaline rush from a networking meeting with sixty businesspeople this morning. I just feel the need to talk, I guess, since I haven't said much lately and I feel sort of bad just lurking and not saying anything, and... yeah, this doesn't really have a point.