I found old books I have written (never published) from when I was hypo/manic. I think I was borderline delusional, but definitely grandiose surrounding my obsession with a particular celebrity who passed away and my relationship with him. The whole book had to do with our spiritual connection and interactions with one another in great depth. It went on for hundreds of pages. It's strange looking back.

Although I do believe in the spiritual world, this was rather extreme. Maybe I can do something positive with that kind of energy someday. There's nothing wrong with fantasy, but I can usually tell through my writing after the fact when I was in some type of an episode. I admit I'll save the book and skim through it here and there.