I too thought I was sane until the day I realized that that was my madness. Since that very same day, I am a self-declared insane. And had to hospitalise me outside. And have water for tranquillisers. The result was a progressive cure. Until I found that the idea of being cured was only the evolution of my mental illness. And me realizing that I was ill was but a lunatic’s manifestation. Whatever I write next is fruit of my insanity. No matter what I wrote before, I was doing so because good sense was lost right from the beginning.
