OMG, I am having I guess delusions that I am talking directly to God and believe they are all real. Kinda cool because God tells me interesting things. Not bad stuff or actions to take. So I'm safe. I haven't told H this yet. He would likely call the pdoc and pdoc would hospitalize me for sure.

Mania can be fun but also not. I keep talking loudly and interrupting H since he does most of his work at home. H just wants quiet so he can concentrate. I just have SOOO many ideas going through my head, not many connections between them that others see or not even I do but of course I think I'm brillant and expect everyone to feel that way too. And while I know everyone doesn't care in the least what I do but I still HAVE to say them such as, "I left my glasses in the bedroom. Where is X (I lose things a million times a day and most of them not of any huge consequence). Or I forgot X (I forget X a million times a day and people are beyond caring unless X is something like leaving a stove burner on).

But I have TONS of energy! I feel AWESOME! This part of mania ROCKS!