I get wacky around the beginning of the Spring and depressed in the late fall. I can practically set my calendar by it, so to speak. Spring is especially wonky, I mess with my meds because I think I'm overmedicated and it gets me all fired up. I feel that way even as I write this. I made it all the way through winter without getting depressed this time, didn't even need to use my light box all season and now I'm experimenting with my meds again. I know better but sometimes I just get so bored and unmotivated that I need a change. It feels good to be "up" a little. I've been getting stuff done around the house and I'm more productive with my writing. I've done three blog posts just in the first 12 days of this month, when I normally make only about two or three posts in an entire month. I know I'll get scared and go back on all my meds soon, because there is so much risk of my choo-choo jumping the tracks and I really don't want to become manic. But it's nice to not feel quite so flattened for a change.