Yet another yay for lamotrigine!

It's racing a car on a motorway you have all to yourself. No competition, no cars stalling your smooth ride. No queues that make you overheat your engine. No need to evade traffic, squeeze in between cars and make up for lost time: no accidents, no crash.

We normally are race cars between slow traffic. Traffic lights everwhere. Cops everywhere, representing the jealous lot, prescribing speed limits.

(the analogies: lamotrigine has its own metabolic pathway, is antidepressive and has very limited, but just enough antimanic efficacy for a smooth journey; all quite unique; the rest must be clear enough I suppose)