Being insane...

Yesterday morning I took the bus to go to my job. An old woman sat beside me, she was so kind but smelled terrible... It was a rainy morning, humid enough to cause this kinds of effects in our body... Suddenly, she began moving her head and talking with herself... I don't know, but she seemed to be happy, without concience of the world around her. Well the message is: Sometimes would be great... Not only great... It would be necesary to umplugged ourselves from the world and be who we really are... Unconsciousness, or insanity?... The fact is to act according to our feelings not only patterns established by the society, sometimes in order to kill ourselves.