Last night he calmed, this morning a different person. We went out, we had lunch, we came home. He had a coffee, this was a mistake. Within an hour of drinking the coffee he started to disappear, started to become spiky, started to change again. The coffee raising his adrenaline levels, poking at his insecurities, pressing the button to call the beast. He appears just for a brief moment but is then subdued after a short rant about complexes and subconscious and seeing our failings. I deflect these rantings with humour and recognition of repetition.