Up until now, my account has been meaningless pictures and a few bad poems. No more. Now I have... a photo collage? Aren't those something you make for "English" projects in middle school? Not this. I have so many thoughts, so complex of thoughts, that I couldn't possibly explain any of them. For the first time, I feel I have created art. Real, meaningful art that can expand minds and induce questions. I've explored a piece of human nature and invited others to discover it.
This post sounds over-the-top (the hypomania of my bipolar is running on all cylinders, so it probably is) with extremely excessive hon-tooting. My point is that for the first time, I'm incredibly happy with something I've created.