All Alone and Happy.

Besides old age, the hyper [mania] phase started to set in. I went to sleep at midnight and woke up well-rested around 6 hours later. Even less than that. And all this despite the dreariness of weather outside. I do not feel the  outside to influence me. To listen to the second Polish Radio Programme was a morning bliss. I thought I just want to go to O, to embark on the journey which in itself is so exhilarating and refreshing. Everything in its right place, one could say. A nothing-brings-me-down attitude it was that I boasted since the early morning. Perhaps, I might even go attend the milk mass in the orthodox church?