Today

is a day that I feel strangely happy. Bee Gees sounds so good on the hifi. And it's freaking Bee Gees - that's my dad's kind of music.

I don't know if it's because I just had a long and hectic day at work and its finally over, or whether it's because I've not been sleeping well. But I feel hyper.

I haven't been myself today and my colleagues have been telling me that?

I shouldn't be blogging on because I don't exactly make any sense. Maybve I'm hypomanic. In such states I should be extra creative and have no trouble making words rhyme. Because I feel sublime. I'm high but yet I toe the line. It's not as though I'm committing a crime.

OK this is getting scary but I have a sudden urge to tidy my room up.