Some see it as insanity. But maybe it's all not as crazy as everyone thinks. Someone once told me that there was a thin line between insanity and genius. And I fear that I have either not yet stumbled upon the line or that I crossed over it long ago and that now its only a matter of time before I lose my mind.
Now when i say insane i know exactly what your picturing. Your imagining a person in an insane asylum in a room covered with numbers and symbols mumbling gibberish and they sit in the conner rocking back and forth shivering uncontrollably. Or that's how it's portrayed in movies anyways.
But that's not the case. The question is. What is insanity? What makes us crazy, deranged unhinged? what makes us so different? Its plain and simple. I think more than I should. I don't think and fear normal things.
I'm writing this to document my insanity. To tell you my thoughts and see if they are truly crazy. I am also writing this because maybe, just maybe, there's a spark of hope deep inside me that there is also someone else out there that is equally insane. Or That deep down we are all Insane together.
