Where one draws the line.

One’s mental state. Is so important. I suspect that many people around me. Are  mentally ill. Disturbed. To some degree. Sure, they may be reasonably functional. They get by. But they are unhappy. Ill at ease. In a perfect world, they’d be deemed mentally ill. But it ain’t a perfect world. And who’s to say? Who’s mentally ill? And who isn’t? Funny thing. I judge people by my standard. In comparison to my kind of craziness. And I get away with it. I may be zany. And eccentric. That’s allowed. Because I’m sort of a good crazy. Yes, that may be open to dispute. Thing is. I’m not harmful. To myself. Or others. Guess that’s where one draws the line. --Jim Broede