The holidays, for most people, are stressful. For me, these times trigger manic-depressive episodes, often bouncing from one extreme to another (cycling) within the same day. Naturally, whenever any of us are dealing with a threatening situation (real or imagined) - we protect ourselves the best we know how. For me, that is isolating to my man-cave or with my undestanding girlfriend, where I feel safe.
There is a fine line between solitude and isolation with accompanying emotions of serenity to desperation. This is where I have been for a couple weeks - hanging on.
This week, I've started writing Good Dogs again, after a 2 week break. For some reason it has been incredibly difficult getting started - probably the depression. I needed to remind myself that 'Good Dog' was born in depression and literally helped saved my life - so similar to the first Dogs written 3 years ago, I offer to you fresh new Dogs for a new year with hope that it will help bring a little inspiration to the lives of many.
Happy New Year
Louie
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