Thinking about kids learning to ride bikes.

I can almost remember how scary that could be. I didn't know much about physics at the age of seven, but even then I knew that balancing on two thin wheels and high speeds were a recipe for disaster. Sure enough, there plenty of skinned knees that summer. I know I probably gave up a few times. So much wobbling without those training wheels.

As an adult now, if I ever saw a little kid pedaling awkwardly on the sidewalk, falling...

I feel absolutely terrified right now. I have no stability with regard to my moods and I'm not even sure I'm doing well with sanity. My heart is racing and I don't want to leave my house.

I picture my life as an architecture in some abstract sense, and for the past month it seems to be collapsing in on me. It's not a visual thing, but that's the best way I've come to explain the sensation, a collapse.

Alcohol was my medicine, but now I'm sick of it. I hate it. I saw...