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Originally Posted by BunYip
Today I have vaccuumed, done 4 loads of washing, started cleaning the youngest room and its not lunchtime yet. Gotta love a bit of hypomania.
The therapeutic relationship confuses me...but then any relationship confuses me.
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I could use some of that. I haven't gotten a darn thing done this day. I've been stuck in my head all day 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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