back in boston

so. i am back in boston. and i am bored this lovely afternoon. it is really beautiful outside. i have a great view of the charles river and the boston skyline and its just as good at night too. the sun is out, a slight breeze whispers by my window, and i dont want to do anything.

so i'm going to write about "craziness." (inspired by a chat with one of my friends) the world is full of two kinds of people: "crazy" people and boring people. now what about the so-called "normal" people? normal people are still either crazy or boring.  how so? well normal people associate themselves with normality so as to be seperate from the "crazies." however, their recognition of "crazy" people implies one of two things; that they are crazy (it takes one to know one, friends) or they recognize the uniqueness of such people as foreign (hence, making them boring). So there we go, you, my friend, are either crazy or boring.

far-fetched? not really. if you consider craziness as the uniqueness in us all, then it makes perfect sense that we are all crazy. it's just that society tells us that we should all be a certain way, and not any other way. but it's there, underneath the surface, too frightened to stick itself out. The crazies are just those willing to put it out there and be real.

and of course, there are the boring people. they are the ones who have accepted society's lie, and have become the picture of society, inside and out. they are the ones that you talk to about school, and love interests, and thats about it. because there's nothing under there. they are the ones for whom the fire has died. yes, harsh, but true. 

so my friends, please do not be boring people. learn to let who you are live on the outside. live like you mean it, and dont be afraid to ask the big questions. its ok to be crazy, because frankly, everyone is.