I must admit I sometimes have trouble feeling sane. I think therefore I am--no-- I risk stumbling upon insanity; that's more what I do. Much as a door can be closed it can also be opened.
I just read the end of Mysterious Stranger by Mark Twain. I didn't bother with the rest of it because I just wanted the conclusion. I do this all the time now. All beginnings are just padding for the conclusion in fictional works. No point wasting time on padding just get it over with. I'm too old to waste time on padding. See? I am going nuts.
Getting back to my point--- If you read this last bit of Twain's short story your mind will become twisted. Mine has. Read it. Go nuts. Bye.