I miss mania too. Such a cruel mistress
I once lived in a two story A frame house out in the middle of nowhere
I climbed the roof and hung over the edge because I wanted to paint the house (a manic idea) but my ladder was not tall enough
I thought that if I fell it would be okay because the trees would send their branches out to save me
...seemed like a good idea at the time...
I miss that feeling of being immortal, being invincible