Downright good, good, good crazy.

I tell my Italian true love that she’s crazy. For taking up with me. But that’s what I need. A crazy woman. I like her craziness. Because it’s a nice kind of crazy. There’s good crazy. And bad crazy. Those of us with good crazy are blessed. We are capable of going off the deep end.  Yes, doing the right thing. Even when roadblocks are in the way. Thing is, I’m crazy, too. Have been. For a long time. The nicest and best people I know are downright good, good, good crazy. –Jim Broede