"What geomancy reads what the wind blown sand writes on the desert rock? I read there that all things live by a generous power, and dance to a mighty tune, or else I read that all things are scattered and hurled, and that our every arabesque and grand jete is but a frantic variation on our one free fall."--Annie Dillard, from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
JUST HAD TO PIN THIS! Shopathons were my energy burn and feast of choice, when I had energy and my mood was less stable for quite a few years. Talk fast, think fast, organize everything, sleep very little and spend impulsively if near a sale with a credit card... Bipolar 2. All rather internally frantic, but I just looked busy for a little while. And then the crashes, deeper, longer and harder each time.