on sanity

‘Madness was someone with attention deficit disorder surfing the internet. Sanity was the ability to stick to your search.’ Glen Duncan

But I think that if madness is a blanket, then sanity is the holes. And some blankets are too well made, and worn in midsummer, sun beating down, airless and dark beneath. Fingers scrabbling for a loop to pull, a ripcord to tug on to draw some air inside. So I say get struggling, keep believing that you will dance your way through to next winter, wearing nothing but ragged lace.