Disquiet.

For some reason, now that the show has gone up and passed, and the flurry of activity has ended, I have this unsettling feeling about being alone.  Having free time.  I'm so damn used to running around from responsibility to responsibility to socialization and back again that it feels like, if I stop for just one moment, I'll somehow break, or break down, or some unknown negativity will occur.  I have had constant companionship for three months now, and am afraid of the fallout.

I guess because when it's all said and done, I'm left with myself.  And that's just why.

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Edit 4.4.10:  Or, I could wake up and realize it is nothing so glamourous, and just the response to a hypomanic state.  It's a cycle, D.