A/N – Shortest prologue ever. Also, it's probably going to make everyone go "what?" but hopefully you will all just trust that I haven't gone completely, for lack of a better word, crazy. It's sort of just an introduction to what the story is about.
Prologue
Using one word, define life.
It's simple, really. No need to over think it. Life is...
Crazy.
Now, crazy is a word that's hard to define. Webster gives it many meanings. Crazy can mean crooked or unsound. Insane, impractical, unusual. It can mean infatuated or obsessed. And many other things to many other people.
So, maybe life isn't that easily defined. If life is simply crazy and crazy is never simple, then maybe everything is a lot more complicated than it seems. But still, we use the word crazy so casually. We use it to define every situation we can't quite understand. Truthfully, if something or someone is out of the realm of expectation, crazy is the label given.
But, crazy has a very negative connotation. So how fair is it to define anything or anyone as crazy without serious forethought just because we don't grasp the motivation and meaning of what is done or who did it? It's not.
Yet we do it anyway.
It's not done out of malice or cruel judgment. It's our own bit of craziness. Our own crooked and unsound way of thinking and looking at the world. Our insane, impractical and unusual viewpoints of how things should be. We're infatuated and obsessed with a natural order that we have created.
And it's not a bad thing.
Sometimes, crazy is good. Crazy is unique. Crazy is fun. Sometimes, crazy is what keeps us going. If we weren't all a little bit crazy, life would be boring. Ordinary. Plain.
But it's not. We are all a little bit crazy. And because we are, we aren't. If everyone is different and a little bit strange, how do we really know what crazy is? Well, there is one explanation.
Using one word, define crazy.
It's simple, really. No need to over think it. Crazy is...
Life.