It's days like today that make me feel even more crazy.

I don't feel down. I don't feel particularly up either. I feel... level. Even. Average. I'm motivated to be productive at work. I don't feel put down by anyone, I don't hear any voices, I don't feel paranoid. None of it.

I feel... normal. And it feels almost foreign. I almost... almost... don't like it all that much. On these days, my logic has tricky ways of convincing me that I made those others days up. Those feelings, those perceptions weren't real. I could have overcome it if I tried hard enough. And I simply wasn't trying hard enough.

Today's a "normal" day, and I really don't like it.