I had been severely depressed, not really getting off the couch blah blah blah. But I had a filthy apartment. Rotting food on the ground, wrappers and papers everywhere, literally disgusting. On day two of hypo I cleaned so much so fast and filled 5 garbage bags. The plumbers were fixing frozen pipes and going into everyones apartments and they said, "wow, you really have the nicest apartment here. Some of them are so messy, I dont know how they live like that. I kind of got cocky and said, "yeah, i dont understand that either. Im very clean, i can take anything on." I wasnt realizing i was hypomanic at all, like oblivious. I started having closed eyed visuals where it was like shapes and images were moving around and i was floating in my mind. My throat and eyes and mouth felt good, dont know how to describe it. I was so happy i sold my laptop and bought 16 fantasy books that i was going to read within two months. I read over 400 pages in a two day time frame. I deleted my facebook account. I wanted nothing to do with technology. I just wanted to read. My eyes were so wide, the pupils. The lady at the bookstore said, "you have such beautiful eyes. Ive never seen brown eyes like those before. But i started having "visions" of angels being killed that bothered me. I also texted some people i knew and told them im going to shovel their snow for them because i love them so much. When i would try to sleep i would have intrusive thoughts, like lyrics being screwed up and it bothered me and i couldnt sleep, but then id take geodon with food and sleep 3-4 hrs. I drank so much coffee too! I also quit smoking and replaced it with dip, yuck! I called a trailer park in arizona and said i wanted to get the cheapest trailer and i ordered a spitting jar for dip. I wanted to become a country bumpkin for some reason. I bought over 10 cans of dip and now the hypomania is gone, i guess ill use it since i spent all my money and cant get cigarettes. But i was so happy, so loving, so energetic, euphoric. Now i just feel normal. Dishes are boring again. Having to take the dog outside in the cold is a drag. This was the most euphoric hypomania i ever had. Now its over