Ugh, I hate that—last time I was full-on manic, I had blissfully forgotten what I had done. I was a little shocked 😳 at some of the emails I had written. After sitting thinking for a while, it started to come back to me. But if I hadn’t seen the emails, I would never have remembered or thought about what I had said or done again.

I wonder what else I did where there are no footprints to find.