“Let’s start with the first. Mood?”

“It’s… nervous right now. Over this week… I wrote it down as a morning, noon, night thing. There were days I was busy and I didn’t get to it until the evening, and it was really, really hard to remember how I felt earlier that day.”

“Even when you thought about the events of the day?”

“There were days where I was contacting hero groups, trying to get people on the same page, going after the same villain pair twice… and at the end of those days I couldn’t remember if things had happened that day or the day before, or sometimes the day before that.”

“I wonder if there’s a way to stabilize that, or structure things better.”

“I don’t know,” I said. I had an iced tea with peach flavor in front of me, and I cracked it open. I took a sip and then said, “Not at this stage.”

“Alright. Were you able to work it out? If there were blank spaces in the entries, I would be concerned that they would be the times you would most want to be aware of your state of mind.”

“When I’m most stressed and busy? Yeah. I used my phone, the music I listened to and the text messages I sent. I was… surprised. Having a focus helped.”

“Reaching out to the other groups?”

“And Lookout. Yeah. Except, I think I was surprised by the positive trend, and I let my guard down. It led to outbursts.”

“Uncontrolled power use? On television?”

“That was the big one, yeah,” I said.

“How’s your diet?”

“Skipping meals. Eating stuff like this on the fly.” I indicated my blueberry muffin. I picked off a crispy edge, dismantling the cap.

“Your sleep?”

“I was up late and I’m up early, as you can see. That’s pretty usual.”

“Are you functional? Having difficulties focusing?”

“No. But I think my body tricks me sometimes. Fatigue sneaks up on me.”

“If you’re fine after staying up late and waking up early, then don’t worry too much about it. But be mindful and take notes, try to track fatigue and times when you feel you’ve hit your limits, at the same times you’re tracking your feelings. It can sneak up on you.”

“Okay. I’m not sure it’s staying up late, exactly. Last night, it was because a teammate was attacked. Casualty from appearing on television is that the bit-rate villains will break ranks and try to mess with you.”

“Was that Lookout?” Darnall asked. When I nodded, he said, “Is she okay?”

“She’s more or less fine, but she’s having to relocate from her home to an institution. Anyway. We’re still trying to track down the people who did it, but that cuts into time I’d spend sleeping.”