Well, hurray for anti-depressants. I know that they are working and doing good in my life, because today I sang to my old dog again. This time, I sang “Don’t Rock the Boat, Baby”, while rocking her on her garden swing sofa. And the Wellbutrin, I believe, caused me to sing as in olden days. I sang it first as a Polish Elvis impersonator, then as a Bosnian opera singer, then as the entire Mormon Tabernacle Choir and invited the birds to join me. I have not been this insane in years and have not... Sign in to see full entry.