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Gentlemen, At the risk of sharing my ignorance, I want to offer my experience (I have no other credentials in the matter): I would call this bradyphrenia: I have always been slow. However, before I quit work, I noticed that, while the quality of my work was undiminished, I was taking enormous amounts of time to achieve good results. But that is not all: I began to notice that while I was off, I was also down mentally, with thoughts and feelings that nothing would go right. While on, I was able to visualize great things I felt I could do alone, if necessary. In short I became a short cycle (several times a day) manic-depressive. Others noticed this but rarely said anything. With few exceptions (people who I didn't offend with my brusque manner, often liked my ideas) this process lost me all of my supporters /helpers. Most of these had no desire to work as hard as a given project would require. What I have been able to do about it: I depend on the grace of God and the medicines prescribed by my very good, chemically oriented shrink to keep things under control--cognitive therapy and Clozaril--a formula that has worked for several years now. A good psychiatrist should be a part of every PWP's health care team. I continue in somewhat undiminished enthusiasm / unguarded pessimism cycles. However, I have learned to use these cycles to examine both sides of an issue (an idea filer and couth checker). Somewhat wild ideas that mature overnight (through a couple of cycles) can resolve into something useful. More often, I resort to starting over with the previous ideas as a base. The dead bodies of many unsent e- postings litter my hard drives. Interesting (and scary) stuff, no? Regards, WHH 54/18