WOW!

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Can't tell you what it is.  I just know I am still going like gangbusters.  Perhaps from having such a long stretch of being down my body, when it saw the opportunity, hit the gas.  Wow.  I can't do much with it but I hope no one decides to test things right now.  Something is alive and moving through me like the wind, storm, tempest.  Hard to focus.  Can't seem to use it.  It's just a sense of being alive, animal... power.  Bottling this stuff would be illegal.  I've always wondered if a transfusion would jack, or kill, someone else.  Don't know what, exactly this is.  WOW!  Hard to believe my bad heart can handle this.  Truth be told... I don't think even that is what it seems...  Never mind younglings.



I know about this, but I have worked hard to try to hammer this into a more moderated thing.  As I said, I think the stallion got out of the stall accidentally, and now just won't go back in.  There is a lot of pent up want to run.  I have been in the cave for the better parts of two or three months now.  Hmm, the higher doses of medicine will sandbag that, for a bit.  But when I am done with that I am going to have to... work hard, play hard, and sleep hard, to get this thing settled.  I'm like the rider, not the actual animal.  Urhm, when I can stay in the saddle that is.


Yeah, I'll keep it in check.  As always.


Later.  Good night if I can get to it.