So high, so low

It feels so high, this feeling coursing through me. It's like a bubble inside of me ready to burst. My head feels like it's gonna explode. Nervous energy making me jittery, like I am high on something, coffee maybe, or something stronger.

I type so fast, write so fast my hands are shaking.

I can't sit still, my heart beats rapidly, palms sweaty. Foot tapping nervously. Need a release, what to do with this excess energy?

I am excited, for something inevitable, something happening really soon, or maybe far off in the future, or not at all. But whatever it is it has me tied in knots.

Talking to so many people, conversations flying, doing so many things at once. My brain won't stop moving, one thought following closely on the heels of the previous one.

But suddenly, it is late. It is nighttime and dark outside, and the voices in my ear are far away, not close by with me.

Suddenly I look around me. I am in my own little room alone. Everything starts to die down. My nervous system depresses, my energy drains away.

Like gravity, like everything in life, what goes up must come down.

And so my high is over, and next comes the low.

After a high like that,

You

Just

Can't

Help

But

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