The good mr. Jack Kerouac once said:"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing."
I say those are the only people for me in the short run. They bring laughter, passion, anger, rage, life; the highest highs and the lowest lows. Nonetheless, at some point I have to say stop. I have to step back and meet sane people, face reason and a bit of rationality. Boring? Yes. Necessary? Hell yes.
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