Well things are underway. I don't know what, but I can feel it. It's crawling in my skin. I know something's going to happen, it's just a matter of time. A matter of time before the shit hits the fan and I'm completely screwed. I think I'm getting paranoid. That makes sense, though. I haven't taken my medication in over two weeks. So, yea... I'm alright. I think, yea, good. I'm good, very good. I just need to take a shower. Damnit, I have to go back to work in 10 minutes... maybe if I hurried I'd be okay.