WOW

Wow, today is a great day. Let me recount:
I finally began to claim back some morning time starting from this morning. I am able to hop off the bed by 8:40am. way to go though.
Then I went to my therapist at 10, and went to my office at 11am. Skipping the lunch with Victor (He seems extremely busy these day. This makes it difficult to talk to him. I guess I will visit his house this weekend), then I took my dance class. A 4-mile run afterwards, and then wrote down something in my "fighting depression" note, and then went to a talk by chair of 9-11 commitionor. Big name indeed, and a lot of protesters. I got a fake 9-11 dolar bill at the gate. I then went to my first dance rehearsal with Hope. I liked her dance material and personality immediately. I think that will turn out to be a great dance rehearsal. Then I biked back, and saw an event. I suddenly remember it is Amy Tan. I stopped in and caught the last 5 minute of Q&A, and the bought the book and got her signature. I red the first 100 pages in the last two hours.
I totally liked her book, mostly because of the new perspectively I recently gained. I saw more legacy from my family, for good or bad. And she too. She has an amazing way to reorganize what happened to be happy. She hope of a depression-free family resonated with mine, although I have not reached her level of acceptance.
And now I know why I called my grandma as "Nyah-Nyah". It means grandma in Shanghaiese, according to Amy Tan. And my Nyah-Nyah stayed in Shanghai fro about 20 years.
Indeed, all the anti-depressant released from my brain becuase of dance and running make me high in some way. I like that feeling a lot. It makes me feel undefeatedness. However, I was defeated just several weeks ago. How strange the life can swing one side one day, and then a wide other side the next.