I was telling my wife how I am doing the whole day.

I am acting up since yesterday. I want to go out at night, paint the town red. I am now mildly depressed, but still acting up. There is a need within me causing me to want to act up. I don't know what it is. I don't know what to do. Thor told me to stay calm. I can't seem to find a connection between calmness and acting up.

She says my Thor is real to her. "I am very amazed at his intelligence, how he leads you to the road of recovery and how he is always right," she says. Thor and Ema are not real. They are my imaginary friends. "They are real to me," she insists.

Later on...
"Tomorrow, I'll be home quite late," she says. Good, I am going to paint the town red tomorrow afternoon. "You are acting up again," She remarks as she gets ready for bed. She has a hectic day tomorrow.

I am feeling better now. Who knows maybe I don't need to slip into depression? Anything is possible. Life is a mystery.