Manic Days vs Manic People

We all know Manic People, and how absolutely irritating they are, because you never know what the hell to expect from moment to moment, and they’re just too much work and too much drama and too much in general for me, so I try to avoid them. Always.

But sometimes, you run into Manic Days. Physical calendar days, like today, Thursday, that for whatever reason, in my own private Idaho of a Universe, turned Manic on me even through I myself did not feel manic at all and in fact was prepared for a fairly busy but laid back day.

It’s like riding a freaking roller coaster. One minute everything is fine, and then the next minute everything is falling apart and you’re trying to keep it patched together, and then the next minute everything is wonderful and flowers and lollipops, and then the next minute you have an employee you don’t even know that well crying in your office. It’s stimulating, to say the least.

I find it very odd that days can suddenly take on human personalities. I suspect years occasionally do the same, but we don’t notice so much because, well, they’re an entire freaking year, but lets be real, 2014 has been sort of depressed and really needs cheering up but it also seems like that guy at the office who has been sort of depressed and really needs cheering up but he also sort of likes being depressed and if you try to cheer him up he just goes into his long depressing stories about why he has every right to be depressed so instead you just avoid him.

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