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April 1, 2014

acorn-56360_640Life is this nutty, crazy thing. I’m not sure it ever really starts to make more sense. Maybe it’s just me that is as confused as ever, and life is plodding on in its regular predictability wondering when I’m going to come to my senses!

Either way, the only thing I’m sure of is that I’m currently sitting cross-legged on my bed, staring out at an expanse of beautiful green. Or at least I think I am. So long as the reality I perceive is actually real and I’m not in some version of the Matrix, lying in a pod filled with goo and powering the mechanical bodies of an artificially intelligent life form with my bio-electrical energy.

Jeese man. How did I get so weird?

Maybe it’s because of my parents. Maybe I was born this way. Maybe I’ve always been like this and it has just taken 25 years of this particular reincarnation of myself to figure it out.

Figure what out? That I’m a nut? …

I couldn’t tell you what kind of nut. Maybe knowing everything would take half the pleasure out of life.

Anyone want to be nutty with me? Cause goodness knows, if you’re not, and you hang out with me long enough, or sit closely to me for any length of time… or read too much of my writing… you’ll probably catch what I’ve got. Nothing is more contagious than nuttiness.

I hope it’s sunny tomorrow. Roasted nuts always have the most flavour…

Crazy is as crazy does

I’ve come to a few conclusions lately about how to go about ‘being yourself’. I guess it all starts with knowing yourself (and being honest about it), something I have waxed on about at least once before.

There is an odd kind of relief that comes with being true to who you are. Even if doing so means crawling out on a rickety limb all by your lonesome. You know it’s probably a stupid idea, but whatever is hanging there is important to you. That split second before you find out if that limb is going to break, sending you plummeting into the somewhat frigid, and very lonely sea below; you’ll feel like you can take on the world. Because in that moment you are in control, you know what you want and you have found the guts to go after it. Regardless of whether or not it is going to work out in your favour. But before you can crawl out on that limb and be a little weirdo all by yourself; you need to acknowledge what it is that you really want.

Being honest with yourself about your quirks, your desires… your little obsessive compulsive triggers, is important. You know you’re crazy, just admit it. We all are!


So. You’ve admitted you’re nuts. I’m very proud of you.

Now what?

Now you have to act like it. Let yourself be crazy. Pushing the crazy aside bottles it up, it’s not going to make it disappear. The crazy will build until the pressure is too great and you explode in what people think is an uncharacteristic display of insanity. The only problem is, it’s not uncharacteristic at all, you’ve just been keeping the truth from them the whole time. (How rude…) Unfortunately the ones that are going to receive the brunt of your lunacy are going to be the ones you trust most, those poor shmucks that are closest to you.

My theory on how to avoid these situations and not be consumed by your crazy side is to just always let it out, a little at a time.

If I desperately want to say something, and it is only fear of what someone will think of me keeping the words at bay – I should say it anyway. Get it out. Be honest about my opinions and my feelings.

If I’m going to spend the next three weeks driving myself batty wondering what the outcome of a choice would have been if I had taken it… Then I should just do it.

Obviously my advice is not applicable when letting out your crazy means committing a felony. Just thought I’d point that out in case you’re the serious kind of crazy and not just the ‘we’re all mad here’ variety. *End disclaimer*

So really… This whole post has just been another way for me to say…

“Bee yourself!” … Even though the genie technically beat me to it.

bee yourself

Be brave enough to do or say what you need to do or need to say. It’s better to regret the mistakes that you have made than to spend an eternity holding on to a fear or a wish that will never come to pass. If it turns out to be a mistake, move on and try again later. If not… Enjoy being you. You’ll never win if you don’t play – this applies to life and the lottery.

Bet you never expected me to fit so many proverbs/cliches in the same paragraph! :P

Be willing to put yourself out there time and time again, let the world see your special brand of crazy, because those that love you will love you all the more for it – and those that don’t never could have loved you anyway and you’ll be just fine without them. You will. I promise.

You will. And so will I.