A serious break with reality going on here. Misinterpreting emails to mean I’ve lost opportunities for new jobs, time ticking by slowly, everyone around me more optimistic and alive. My wife is bringing me back to reality, and so is the clonazepam.

Going down on my Abilify dose was madness, total madness, pardon the pun. If you’re thinking about dropping your dosage, for whatever reason, think twice. This stuff can be the stuff of sanity. It is for me.

Waking up at 5 am hungry, unable to get back to sleep, sleepy all day and in a dreamy fugue state. Walking to work and thinking obsessively about the placement of people on the sidewalk, how quickly they’re walking, their paths, where I’m standing in relation to them, how they’re probably all sane while I’m the only insane one in Grand Central Station. Not taking one step for granted, taking nothing in stride.