Yes, it wasn't that I wanted it this way

Yesterday, I had myself an exceptionally rough day. With having the two children in the morning, by myself, while the wife was at work and feeling paranoid and having disorganized thoughts--but nay, once I headed that off at the pass, I wasn't finished yet. Once she got home, I went off onto some overstimulated jaunts in the prison of my mind. Then it was time to carve pumpkins, and yet again, I was assaulted by the innate rants of my psychotic mind. In and out of bed at this point, I managed to fend off the onslaught until it was time for a restful sleep. Even in slumber, though, my "off switch" wouldn't be tapered. Tossing around just beneath the surface, my mind wouldn't let me be at peace, until the morning, when it all went away. Thankfully, the following day (that being today), I went on beautifully with a wonderful day when I was able to complete all tasks at hand, as well as be outside with my children, and visit my dad at his home. The Alpha, the Tau and the Omega. Just remember, there is always a tomorrow.