I’m feeling really jittery and burned out today, with not a lot to say. I’ve had a wonderful few days, though, so it’s to be expected: I get, and have always gotten, hella dopamine crashes. Get me happy enough, get me deliriously buoyed, and there’s bound to be a low. Flip a switch, and my warm haze turns to cold sweats, my butterflies to gnawing parasites. It makes me wish I could be a better Buddhist.