There is a particular kind of pain, elation, loneliness, and terror involved in this kind of madness. When you're high it's tremendous. The ideas and feelings are fast and frequent like shooting stars, and you follow them until you find better and brighter ones. Shyness goes, the right words and gestures are suddenly there, the power to captivate others a felt certainty. There are interests found in uninteresting people.
Sensuality is pervasive and the desire to seduce and be seduced irresistible.
Feelings of case, intensity, power, well-being, financial omnipotence, and euphoria pervade one's marrow. But, somewhere, this changes. Humor and absorption on friends' faces are replaced by fear and concern. You never knew those caves were there. It will never end, for madness carves it's own reality.