The Benefits of Lunacy
Have you ever laughed so hard you feared (amidst the roaring joy of the moment) you'd cross over, permanently, into the 51%?
I just did. I think it bruised my sternum.
Maybe it was an image I saw for the first time. Or maybe my blood sugar is excessively low. I'm not sure. But the feeling, the feeling was cathartic, if only for a brief moment. I felt something like when you imagine driving your car off a cliff or getting held under by massive surf at Huntington Beach.
The thrilling fear of death pulsed through me for two, full heart-pumps.
Sure beats all this hand-coding nonsense, I say.