if there is such a line between insanity andd sane-ness…i sat in a room this evening where it would have been drawn.
from where i sat , in some what saness i watched across the floor as completely insane people spoke in ways that sort of made sense.
i spoke at a meeting and the sharing afterwards was like a scene from one flew over the cukcoos nest
really and trully
i had to bite my cheeks so hard in order not to laugh as i listened.
but the laughter i felt was just surface- because as i listened to these souls i heard and understood how they got to where they were this evening
like if i stepped across this line i would be right there with them quickly and easily.