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I wrote about the signs that show me I’m slipping downwards: less music, loss of mojo at work, awkwardness in my interactions with people I care about ...

Wrote a post called bleeding about the power of certain words ... and being considered a liability (lyrics courtesy of Lourde) #bipolar #bipolar2 #liability

Julia by sza (rhyme with scissor) is one of my go-to bittersweet anthems. Sad words, happy sound. Kind of poppy, but it really does it for me. #sza #highs

Slap is about when someone says something to you that smarts, that stings, that gives you whiplash. And you have to focus really hard so that the floor doesn’t come rushing up to meet you. #hairtrigger #bipolar2 #bipolar

Listening to Cherry coloured funk. I never have a clue what Liz Fraser is singing about - even with lyrics sheets - but somehow that makes it even better. #cocteautwins #highs

I had this song in my head this morning while I was writing “lifesaver”. It’s not a perfect fit, but it was a MOOD and an old favourite of mine from many years ago

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