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While watching the power point, "The Liberatory Deconstruction of the Bipolar Impaired Self", I experienced my usual "flip picture book" in rapid thoughts of how did I find this website at exactly this time in my life when these questions are coming at me like a freight train about my own BP diagnosis. Currently I am struggling to put two thoughts together to express my feelings about the power point. Whereas, two days ago I gave a presentation at work that was dubbed by my coworkers as "brilliant, creative...how do you do it?" ideas for marketing our agency. All of which I put together approximately an hour before the presentation. This is my world. Brilliant, innovative ideas come hurdling at me like a meteor shower and if I'm energetic enough that day, I might trap two or three of them in a cage long enough to write them down before they disappear forever into an abyss of chaotic distant memories. Today I feel inferior and unworthy of the praises I received 48 hours ago. Only I know how little effort I put in. But I feel like they must know it deep down inside and are probably just flattering me. Who knows, the next 48 hours I may feel like I could be the CEO and deserve to be. One thing is certain...anyone who takes a journey with me through my mind could never say there was nothing to see along the way.