Time slips through your fingers. Little remains in your memory. Everything seems grey and monotonous. "Groundhog Day". But! Everything seems fine. I treat everyone easier (or rather, I try to). Hehe, there are sudden outbursts of irritation, but that's normal.
And the most important thing... I don't understand whether I like something noisy or calm. Like sometimes I want to turn on some rock for the whole room and scream to the beat, and sometimes I just want to lie down for an hour and listen to something quiet and measured.
Although it probably depends on my mood. Sometimes I'm too energetic, and that means it's time to stun myself with something explosive. And sometimes I'm too lazy to breathe, and then something helps me, which, um... flows into my ears like a river and babbles. A strange comparison... but it is true.
These sudden changes in emotions make my head hurt awe>:[
