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And more: it turned into a depression in which I couldn't see the point of working, or moving forward or moving. I've learned to just ride it out, not force activity or medicate myself. It's better to just wait and toward the end of the evening, I was feeling much better. This morning, I feel ready to resume my life. My throat hurts from snoring so I know it was rest that was required.

I'm reading Bourdain's No Reservations and finding it engaging and hilarious. Bourdain is a natural storyteller and tells stories of being young in the eighties in an epicenter: New York. Most of us have similar stories to tell of madness and drugs and struggle. It's always good to hear from someone else that it was normal and not something that should be hidden.

A note on Coldplay: the more I listen, the more there is there. I don't think there is any other band that reaches and succeeds at such lofty heights.