I just sit here disoriented and wondering who the fuck I am. Slowly it returns and there is no sadness for who i forgot. Someone came to me and talked and I didn’t care who this person was and I had no reason to talk to her. I just looked at her and continued back to reading. No name just a person who knew my name. I was rude but not as rude as her disturbing a person obviously reading a book. I walked home in the right direction this time so it was good. I really enjoy algebraic topology problems they make my brain function at full. two more shocks and im done for this session. Lithium still high at 1200 and comprehension of maths still there and concentration is too much am told. 
Filed under: Bipolar, Memory loss, mental health
