Some days you just need to take a trip to Crazy Mountain and feel the threads of your life unravel and whip around in the wind up there. It can be a nice place to visit for a time. Just don’t plant roots. 

When you eventually come back down, get yourself a good book and a glass of red wine and some fresh flowers and just enjoy the chaotic rhythm of life as you sip and read and think about how blessed you are to get to play a part in the madness that is being a human person in this wild land.