I hate to admit it but...

I get a little emotional at times- creative types always do. However, I have a panice button that is built inside me and once it is flipped, then only God himself can seem to stop the rushing tide of emotion and maelstrom that is about to follow. My mind works at a pace that would make a Cray Supercomputer appear slow- I start processing bits of data at warp speed, trying to find a solution to my problem, and once that solution rolls down the magical shoot of grey matter and deposits itself into my medulla oblongata, then I am totally focused on that solution and nothing else. It is strangely frightening and exciting at the same time- at least to me it is exciting- to everyone else it is a nightmare- few people have seen this side of me- if you have seen it, then you know- it ain't pretty.