What goes up must come down, and my moods cycle, a rollercoaster with its wild lifts and turns, eventually plummeting towards the earth.  The crisis narrowly averted as the track leans and climbs higher, I catch my breath, chest tight with fear.  I must learn to accept these lows; they are the price for the highs.

Focus on the peak, not the plateau.

Day Sixty-Six:  Passenger – Deftones ft Maynard James Keenan