Music, Sweet Music

Friday, February 18, 2005

Manic-depression isn't called that anymore. It's called bi-polar disorder. Insinuating being on two opposite sides of emotion. When I hear polar, I think of poles. As in the north pole and the south pole. But the earth's poles are only opposite in geographical placement. They're almost identical in atmosphere. If you were suddenly placed on one of the poles, you wouldn't be able to tell whether it was north or south. Unless you were paying attention to the amount of sunlight. Actually, maybe this is making more sense now. The north pole spends a majority of the year in complete sunlight, whereas the south pole spends a majority of the year in almost complete darkness. So things can either look bright or look dark, but no matter what it's never comfortable. I think that probably sums up the disorder.

I can't stop eating these peanut butter filled pretzels.

I'm gonna spend the weekend in Palm Springs with some friends and it will probably be raining. I don't think I've ever experienced that. I love the desert, so I'm really curious to see how the weather plays into that.