Not as dramatic as that, but life has taken a rather 'normalcy' turn for me in the past few months.
Still writing, have 14k words of a steampunk novel done, and have two other poetic works ready for final check over then off to the presses.
So I should be ecstatic, right?
Well, tie all that with being a half-ased live in nurse for my Gram, and toss in grad school, and the ecstasy ebbs out after a bit.
But in all fairness, it aint that bad being me at the moment.