A lot of laughter, sun, exercise and thinking.
Forging new friendships, and keeping tap of old ones.
Enjoying who, how and what I am.
Prime porterhouse steaks.
Vaping 18 flavors at the same time.
Loving my wife, my dogs, my house and my surroundings.
Learning something new every day.
Facing life with happiness.
Constructing instead of destroying.
Eating, applying and spreading Arnica.

I also ingest some pharmakillers, to wit:
.75 mg clonazepam.
10 mg Paxil.

My bipolar toilet eats 100mg lamotrigine a day.
He's depressed. Has a lousy memory. Blurry vision. Slow reactions. No reflexes. Lives in fear. Can't make desisions.
I'm sending him to the shrinks as soon as my pumber come in.
I'm sure that after a long and painful period of trial and error, they will find "the right combo". He will be a mediocre toilet again. Never the glorious one-piece he once was.

He will remain in this deplorable condition for as long as I feed him lamotrigine/ lamictal.

Cheers.