So I think this is mania...

But like a sustained one, which I usually don't get the pleasure of having. 

I cannot sleep.

About ten hours ago I couldn't stop singing, even though I knew I was singing in public. Usually I get by on whistling....

And I was taking risks. Like speeding. I still can't speed for like, another two months or something. I don't remember. I don't really care. I walked around barefoot across our parking lot. Usually this isn't worrisome, but usually it's light outside and I'm paying attention to all the broken glass everywhere. 

And I can't stop watching Star Trek and OH MY GOD it's so hilarious and so sad. I cried, like four hours ago. Deep Space Nine is really... really good.

Also I called my sister about nine hours ago and she said she was worried about me because I was talking really fast.

Somehow I got that under control. Went to a party at midnight. Fun party. Breakfast foods. I had like three mimosas. So that's depressing right? Like actually depressing, not emotionally but physically. I do not understand why I am still awake. I feel pretty happy. But I don't feel manic.

Right now I feel shaky, like shaky after twenty something coffee's shaky. Actually no. I'm not physically shaking. I just feel like I am vibrating underneath my skin. 

I think that's my heart actually. And now I have a headache.

And last night I only slept three hours. So why aren't I tired now? I am pretty confused. But I feel so lucid.