Back in the mid-day thros again. I love the cold drinks but I hate myself. Hmmm. There’s a thought. I don’t know why, but my mind’s been jumping, my heart is beating almost out of my chest, I feel my skin like it’s crawling on the inside. So I turn to a drink to quiet it down. Last few days it’s been noisy, so I’ve supplemented with some Buspar. I wonder how long this will go before it turns around