Insanity is found upon that fateful intersection of wild imagination and self congratulation.
Beginning as a lovely, fairly humble recognition of secret validations of closely held ambitons.
It grows into a ballyhoo of mega-manic fire where up is night and south is white and everyone's a liar.
It moves into a toxic stew of grave misunderstanding. Slams you down into the ground
The typical crash landing.
Can you survive your own mistaken take on life and love?
Not without humility and grace from up above.