Macadamia, Pistachio, Pecan

I’ve been working on this theory for a few years that basically states that Everyone is crazy, and those who are happiest are those who can be comfortable owning it. “Normal” seems like a fallacy, a fall back created so we can be at ease when we don’t know what else to do. Oh it’s all so philosophical and relative. Thinking about it really makes me feel pretty crazy. Eeek, I see where this is going. Same place as where defining art might go. Survey says: absolutely nowhere for now.