Up and down.

Up and down.

That’s pretty much me at the moment.

I seem to stumble from one mood to the other, extremity to extremity. One moment craving interaction, the next demanding solitude. Laughter to silence. Occasionally a trick move is thrown, flipping me up and round, dipping and whizzing pasts states of mind, always returning.

I try to capture the rest state, maintain a balance, but it doesn’t seem possible, the tiniest movement upsets the rotation, spinning me up and down. I know it will never fully settle, and another loop kicks in.

Life is a yo-yo.

You heard it here first.