The lunatic is on the grass

Those of you who have spent any time with me may have heard me refer to myself as crazy, insane, unstable or something along those lines. These remarks are usually an attempt at humor, though sometimes I fancy that I am a little off my rocker. I know I am a tad bit different than most people in my mannerisms and social inclinations and behaviors. I accept, even embrace that. I was sometimes labeled "weird" by the "normal" people in high school, to my great relief. The problem with normal people is that they’re normal.
Anyways, let me get to my point, and yes, I actually have one this time! Yippie! My point is, that you can go around joking about and even sometimes questioning your own sanity, and then you come across someone (sometimes forcefully) who makes you think "Holy Shit! This person has NO grasp on reality and I’m the sanest person ever!" This can be comforting and unsettling at the same time. While it is nice to be reminded that you’re not bonkers, sometimes it doesn’t feel good to think that you’re normal. If you’re anything like me, at least. Please see above italicised statement at end of paragraph one.
So now you’re probably all wondering who I’m talking about. What person(s) could have inspired me to write this? And could it possibly be you? Don’t worry, I’m not going to reveal my muse for this particular piece as that would be, as they say, crazy. But, in my book, anyone who would actually read this because they know me or know of me is most likely certifiable.
I’m just wondering about people and what goes on in their heads that makes them blind to the reality that most people live and breathe. Believe me, I like to get away from that reality as much as I can, but not to the point that I am blatantly oblivious to what others are trying to tell me. I get rather frustrated when trying to explain something to someone that they refuse to see because they have already made up their mind about what they want to believe as it suits their idea of how they want to feel about someone or something.
I dunno, maybe I’m losing my point again, suprise, suprise. I do that frequently, you’ll notice. What I’m really saying is that I’m tired of irrational people causing drama for no good reason other than that they themselves are unhappy and want to cause the same discontent for others. Can’t we all just get along?