Boredom and lack of sleep drive people to do crazy things. Crazy is a word that many people will define differently, so for clarification purposes I will provide you with a definition which I feel fits the situation.

cra·zy
adj. cra·zi·er, cra·zi·est

1. Affected with madness; insane.
2. Informal. Departing from proportion or moderation.

#2 seems to be accurate enough to suffice.

While I never have, nor due to my inability to act spontaneously, will do anything crazy, I have often had the urge to, especially in times of extreme confusion/anger/sadness/depression. It is during these times that I open up, and find myself desperately seeking someone who will listen. Not love me, not accept me, not even trust, just...listen. Is this the right thing to do? Why can't I just deal with it? Why do i pose questions to myself, with my answers only increasing the distraught brain activity? I have finally figured it all out. Because I am human.

The ability to think and comprehend complex thoughts is the greatest asset of the Human race, as well as it's greatest flaw. The pros obviously outnumber the cons, considering how long we have lasted. Evolution and beliefs have driven us, the former losing momentum as we speak. The latter is what drives us to carry on, day in and day out. Even if you think you don't believe in anything, that in itself is a belief and it drives you to do things. So what becomes of a person who stops believing? I'm still out to lunch on that one...

I guess thats part of why i'm starting up on the whole deviantArt thing. I've visited the site for so long and wanted to create something for myself, but never bothered to. Well here I am, bothering to. It'll be a chance for me to actually (and hopefully) express myself at least in writing, if not with some sort of sketches. Productive expression too, not just ranting and making myself depressed. I've had enough of that for a lifetime.