Thursday, January 15, 2015
Not to belabor the fact that *I Have Bipolar Disorder* ...
but my depressive crashes are usually marked by an odd compulsion to grunt repeatedly like a damn circus freak. Usually I produce just a simple beat—it's not catchy and you can't even dance to it—but sometimes I get caught up in an endless cycle of some snippet of a song, making my grunting doubly embarrassing. Or at least frustrating. The songs can come from anywhere—usually they're show tunes, natch—but tonight I can't get that damn dum da-DUM baseline from the theme to CSI out of my head … or out of my grunt cycle.
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