Writing is wonderful. Reading too, of course.

I love to type, but the pen to the paper is such a different feeling...
In 2010, when I had a very serious mania going on, I constantly wrote the most off the wall things in notebook after notebook, and I would do this late at night. I remember thinking how "amazing" my ideas were and I thought I was so "brilliant".

A few years ago, I found those notebooks in a box and I burned them. As I looked through them, I got negative feelings. Seeing that brought back the memories of extreme paranoia I was having.

I feel like I've never written so well as that time... and another time when I was in high school around the time before I was hospitalized.

If you have the flow, let it flow!! I understand about the fast feeling. My writing was all over the place and different script depending on how my mind was. The faster my thoughts, the sloppier the letters. The more intensity you could see on the pages.