crazy

I was waiting for the A train at 34th street and i saw a crazy and/or homeless person doing the macherania (spelling?) on the oppisite platform, and a thought occured to me, whats it like to be crazy, i mean serious no attachment to reality crazy, not sheba mason crazy (ill get to that in a later blog, for non nyc comedian readers) but people who are comletely detached, is it fun? Is it like disney world? I mean to do the macherana (again spelling) in a public place when you smell like poop, you gotta be somewhere fun. Mabey crazy people have the right idea. Thats about when he sarted matrubateing, and i was like "oh yeah, thats why i keep working and paying bills, i like to keep my self gratification private". So good news everyone, I have decided to not become crazy.