Weird comedy night.

Had a weird night last night. It was a long day of going to my psychiatrist and getting more pills and then getting ready for the Co-Governors of Space show last night. I was feeling okay for the show but I don't really like carrying all that stuff (mic, amp, guitar, props etc.) to and from the show...but it must be done. I decided to take my night time medicine before the show which may have been a mistake. I performed well but as soon as I was done, I was down and very tired. I suddenly was very gloomy and doomy. I couldn't see doing another show. I just wanted to go home and sleep for a long time. Cathy said, "Maybe next week, you take the pills after the show." Probably a good idea. Anyway the show went really well, I performed really well, all the acts were funny, but I didn't care at all. I scooped up my stuff and my wife and we left. I fell asleep quickly. Last night I dreamt that I was in some kind of race and did surprisingly well. In the dream, I decided to run this long distance race twice, just for the hell of it. Turns out I ran it twice in the time that it took everyone else to do it once. Who knows what that means? Then I had another dream where some young happy girl was waving the Shel Silverstein book "A Light in the Attic" at me as if to say, you should read this. So this morning I did what my dreams told me to do. I went jogging. I didn't run long and fast like in the dream. I stopped and walked a bunch of times. I guess I'm out of shape. Then when I got home and looked at the book shelf to see my copy of "A Light in the Attic" I thought, "why not?" and I got up and got it.
I opened the book and inside it was my birth certificate. I didn't have any idea that my birth certificate was lost, let alone that it was in that book. I guess the dreams were telling me to do stuff I should do. Then I watched "on demand" television for a while which included "Johnny Carson" and "'The Three Stooges".
They re-added some of my medication and I'm doing a little better today than yesterday.
Today the wife and I are going together to my therapy session.
Do you wonder how I'm doing comedy while I feel like this? Me too sometimes.