At first, it's euphoria, energy to do many things, lots of ideas (I'm a writer, so I get many poems done--usually goods, some published). Then it moves into this odd state of insomnia but with uncontrollable laughter. Before I got on good meds, I'd sense that the moon was trying to give me an important message. Not that "I am God" but that God has a message just for Me. I have climbed trees in a dress & high heels, trying to reach the moon. Need to dance, spin in circles, talk 100 mph. Doing way too much, not sleeping. Making mosaics all night long. Then a crash. Usually very sick physically (strep throat 4-6x/year).
Since the good meds, am much better. Less insomnia, much fewer hallucinations, able to focus. But I do miss that euphoric energy!