It is mighty late: past 2am. I took two melatonines but to no avail. I even put an oz of grand marnier in my coffees in total. Nothing. The emotion is pure joy and I often find it hard to sleep then, though I am nothing like manic.
Emotions enlighten me or make me more aware or awake. At night anyway they do, and the last two days have been Béats (blissful).