Wooooooohooooooooo!!!!!!! Talk about a switch!!!!!

I have settled down to mild hypomania as I write this:

I woke up this morning feeling like death, hopped into the car and took the kids to school.
On the way home I suddenly felt light headed - the traffic around me seemed surreal. At the next intersection I began laughing hysterically at some pathetic spoof on the radio, while yelling to the car in front of me to "move it" and "get out of here" because it was milliseconds slower than I was. I don't recall being highly irritable at exactly the same time as being ridiculously amused before.

I got home, and began working on various quotes and setting up photo shoots for my fine art exhibition work. (I have been avoiding working with models for the last 9 months.) Now suddenly I have a passion to express with an intensity I only knew during pre treatment manic episodes.

Thinking back to a wedding last Saturday, I found myself wanting to be allowed into everybody's personal lives, and feeling deeply rejected by their completely unreasonable need to protect their privacy. I am part of the world. You can't shut me out! You can only hurt me by pretending that I am not part of you - that I can't feel or already know you! Bewilderment, frustration, passion, can't stand still. Got to move. Got to move. The vacuum cleaner starts up. Suddenly I'm running around the house (I work from home) holding my ears, and jumping around like a kangaroo, switching on the kettle, opening and closing a door completely randomly, sitting down, getting up, switching on the kettle again, picking up the phone, dunno - put it down again, doorbell rings - a model arrives... @£$% now what? I'm still out of my tree.

Down to the gate - hugely excited and loud "welcome" and suddenly remember not to give her a huge gushing hug because I haven't learned her name yet. Finish the interview after successfully setting the conditions and a date for the shoot.

I phone a model I have worked with before, and she (has BP too) is in trouble with a manic episode. After a short chat we agree on a photoshoot, and I am over the moon ecstatic. Danger. Danger. Danger. Don't get carried away here, dude. Sigh. and so it goes on.

Definitely time to check those lithium levels, I'd say.