I don’t know why people so quickly evaluate as “crazy” a person like me.
I mean, perhaps I know but I don’t really understand how the term “crazy” is automatically equated with either scary or uninteresting or not worthwhile or…well, “bad.”
Why is crazy equivalent to bad, again?
Well, because there’s no point. Well, at least no obvious point.
And that means?
Well, it means I know what I’m after and I know what I’m NOT after and…well…crazy is just not it.
