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In my most psychotic stages, I imagine myself chewing on sidewalks and bulging and swallowing sunlight and clouds.

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Like most manic depressives, some of my symptoms included racing thoughts that I simply had to act upon – flying from New York to Paris and taking the train to Berlin; flying to Argentina in the middle of the night; spending tens of thousands of dollars on unnecessary garments, dinners and gifts.

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We have breathtaking state and national parks, flourishing adventure tourism and culinary scenes and the world’s best horses. And of course bourbon.

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April 21, 2024

We have breathtaking state and national parks, flourishing adventure tourism and culinary scenes and the world’s best horses. And of course bourbon.

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April 21, 2024

Like most manic depressives, some of my symptoms included racing thoughts that I simply had to act upon – flying from New York to Paris and taking the train to Berlin; flying to Argentina in the middle of the night; spending tens of thousands of dollars on unnecessary garments, dinners and gifts.

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