in a moment

i was in the shower and i had decided to get out and write that i felt better, that in about 2 hours my mood had stabilized. i got out of the shower, dried off and found myself crying over some imagined scenario. in a blink of an eye things change right now, and that is the uncomfortable pat. i feel myself holding my jow, clenching to keep myself under control--no tears, no tantrums. tomorrow can not come soon enough.