You make me feel like dancing (the speed queen remix)

Just walked home from the supermarket in the rain, and got soaked.
It wasn't so bad -- it was good to see the sea.

I'm having a bit of a headrush at the moment.

I think it's a trade-off.

I need this level of meds to keep my mood from slipping again, but at this level I can so easily become... what? I don't know what they would call it. I don't think I'm bad enough to call it manic, but something certainly happens.

Its like my brain speeds up.
I read a lot more -- loads of books at the same time.
I buy a lot more books -- Jesus fuck, I've bought six books today alone, and I really can't afford it.
And make-up, and magazines, and stuff for the kids and the house and anything else I can find to spend money on. That all goes up.
I listen to more music, I want more sex.
Sleep is screwed -- very little at night, some in the day, sometimes hardly any.
I talk at a million miles an hour and I rarely finish a sentence.
At the moment I think I'm psychic, and I worry that I might have started hearing voices.
Last week I could hear Leo Sayer singing "you make me feel like dancing" in short bursts. Apart from the fact it was Leo Sayer, it wasn't as bad as it might sound.

So that's where I am at the moment.
No Leo Sayer (thank God), but some general all round speediness.
It's preferable to the alternative -- a high mood is much more fun (if that's the right word) than a low one is -- but it's still hard work.

Excuse me, I have a book to read.