I'm not in a good space tonight...this morning...whenever it is. I've had a total of about 15 hours sleep in the past 5 days & I'm starting to feel awfully panicky for no apparent reason. I've done the Klonopin & Trazodone thing, so I can't do any more pharmaceutically. Coping strategies are out the window when I'm feeling this worked up, & I'm afraid taking a walk will just make me feel more stoked. The pre-dawn robins will be singing soon. I remember them from my hypomanic days. This isn't a happy hypo, though. I'm in an unpleasant mental neighborhood. Too many tapes playing over in my head. Video footage of that 13-year-old Hispanic kid being shot dead by Chicago police yesterday night...in addition to all the other bad encounters featured on the news lately. WTF!?