Just sort of racing and humming and buzzing here this morning. A bit agitated, for no reason. "Woke up" after maybe two hours of lousy, pathetic sleep and felt the emergency need to clean the apartment. Running around like a madman. Not really staying focused on any one thing. Kind of all over the place. Apparently quite goal-directed, more so than usual. Not quite euphoric, but I can taste it sort of. So, all in all and anyway, fairly concerned about a mania situation coming on. Gonna try to go lie down again and just at least breathe and sort of meditate, if I can pull that off with this raciness going on upstairs. Pdoc gets in at 8 AM (it is 0503 AM here at the moment). So, I can make it three hours. Won't leave the apartment. Won't buy anything online. Won't engage with neighbors. Will just sit tight and see what the good Dr. C. wants to do. More to follow.