February 23, 1999: Documented departure
Violent mood swings—I literally feel my entire body falling. I swear it feels like someone’s hit me in the chest. I’ve fallen 500 feet only to find myself fighting to get back up. I can’t explain it! I only wish to control it. I drink tons of water—open up and pour it down. The mantle clock has stopped. I wound it last night! I killed the clock! The big hand has failed to inspire the little hand to follow in its footsteps.