I really am jealous of the clinically insane. They wander the streets having the time of their lives. I’m just not crazy enough to ever go through with it. I’m far too self-conscious to shout prophecies at random people. Unfortunately I’m slightly beyond the world of the common man as well; I can’t settle down, get a wife and focus on a career. Essentially I’m not sane enough to enjoy a simple life, but nor sufficiently crazy to join the insane. I really only have two options: a) wander the streets looking dishevelled and shouting ad lib poetry until I realise it’s time to settle down, or b) start a career and join the local gym until it drives me mad.