mania is not the defeat of depression. it is the discharge of, the desperate expenditure, of, huge reserves of energy, in a wild attempt at escape. A prison break. Run, run, into the dark woods. Through the bustling anonymous bodies of the anonymous city.
The exhilaration is twofold; the thrill of temporary and unaccustomed freedom/the ragged adrenaline of flight. Don't stop running. The jailers are on your tail.