From there comes my help...

I haven't blogged here in a couple of weeks.  Mostly because I've been sleeping well, and I've done most of my writing while having hypomania and insomnia.  I've been fairly symptom free for a month or so.  But not tonight. 

I just got back from a trip to the mountains for a few days.  I went alone except for the dog.  The mountains are extremely therapeutic for me.  Being there helps me find peace, serenity, and clarity. 

I went backpacking for three days.  I hiked up from about 5000 feet to 8400 feet.  At the pass at 8400 the trail was blocked by snow, and I had to turn back.  I had the opportunity to fly-fish some beautiful alpine lakes.  The fishing wasn't so fantastic, but the scenery sure was.  I had planned on hiking a 35 mile loop, but the snowfields prevented that.  I still managed about 20 miles though.

Anyway, the excitement from the trip has me experiencing some hypomania and insomnia.  I'm not too worried about it as long as it doesn't turn back into a chronic problem.  We'll see.  I have some things I can try with the sleep.  I haven't been practicing all of the tricks I know to improve my sleep hygiene. 

Here are a few pictures from the trip.

To paraphrase the Psalmist, I will lift my eyes up into the hills, it is from there that my help comes, my help comes from the Lord, creator of all heaven and earth.

Good night all.