I was a bit vague earlier due to being in the middle of the work day, but what I meant to connect with was *how* you described the moment. It was really reminiscent of how I was perceiving reality during what I can only assume was a manic episode.
This might be an overshare so feel free to disregard from this point forward: I had a lot o…
I was a bit vague earlier due to being in the middle of the work day, but what I meant to connect with was *how* you described the moment. It was really reminiscent of how I was perceiving reality during what I can only assume was a manic episode.
This might be an overshare so feel free to disregard from this point forward: I had a lot of feelings of paranoia and felt convinced that every little coincidence meant the universe was sending me messages. I was uncharacteristically outgoing during this period of my life, too, striking up conversations with just about everyone. A family friend even said I was displaying signs of a manic episode, so—long story short, thank you for affording a stranger a moment of human connection.
That was very much my experience as well... I feel that the effect was exacerbated by how easy it is to contact people these days: I reached out to just about everyone I had ever known—people I hadn’t spoken to in a decade—and more than a few of them could tell that I was “off.”
I do think that there is some poetic truth to the notion that events align in ways that produce beauty and meaning, but it’s important not to read into things ~too~ much, or to put excessive stock into any one interpretation.
Anyway, I was anxious about putting some of that stuff into a public forum so I am glad to hear that you connected with it!
I was a bit vague earlier due to being in the middle of the work day, but what I meant to connect with was *how* you described the moment. It was really reminiscent of how I was perceiving reality during what I can only assume was a manic episode.
This might be an overshare so feel free to disregard from this point forward: I had a lot of feelings of paranoia and felt convinced that every little coincidence meant the universe was sending me messages. I was uncharacteristically outgoing during this period of my life, too, striking up conversations with just about everyone. A family friend even said I was displaying signs of a manic episode, so—long story short, thank you for affording a stranger a moment of human connection.
That was very much my experience as well... I feel that the effect was exacerbated by how easy it is to contact people these days: I reached out to just about everyone I had ever known—people I hadn’t spoken to in a decade—and more than a few of them could tell that I was “off.”
I do think that there is some poetic truth to the notion that events align in ways that produce beauty and meaning, but it’s important not to read into things ~too~ much, or to put excessive stock into any one interpretation.
Anyway, I was anxious about putting some of that stuff into a public forum so I am glad to hear that you connected with it!