i usually know that i am on my way up to mania when my skin sensations become much more intense. certain areas being touched can become almost unbearable. for instance: my wrists (this is really a downer during winter, when i would prefer to be wearing hoodies/sweaters/etc.) or collared shirts bother the back of my neck.

sleep becomes in my mind at the time, "useless" - there could be so much more being done with that time. who invented sleep anyway?

i want to clean, clean, clean.

and then i want to go out and be around people and make my best attempts at being more outgoing, hilarious, sometimes even what i guess at the time i may consider slightly flirty, than i would ever attempt while stable.