Crazy normal,normal crazy.

It was a strange world to say the least, had he changed that much? Or had society changed and he missed it? Being a bit of a loner, the social norms of the past had been swept away without him knowing it. What was once acceptable, was no longer. What was once taboo, was now common place. He now had to watch what he said and how he said it. For things could be misinterpreted, and things could go arye, as they had not long ago. Thinking back, he would often wonder how this all came to be. Being born in the 60s, living through the 80s and 90s. He had thought all the struggles of the past would have changed the world for the better by now. The realization of how terribly wrong things went, would set his mind on a downward spiral. Seeking help and trying to be proactive. He reached out for help. While there were good people in the system, it had become more about controlling others behavior and having authority over them, more so than excepting someone for who they were, limitations, differences ect. He had been judgmental in the past himself, now the chickens were coming home to roost. Past memories, experiences, good and bad. Overwhelmed, the mind shut down like computer crashing. Would he ever be able to recover what was lost? Feeling like jack Nicholson in one flew over the coo koos nest, this was now how he viewed the world, it had indeed changed, but not for the better. For him it seemed to be one big insane asylum, with small glimmers of hope and an occasional meeting of a couple good people, he would press forward,hoping for the best,expecting the worst. embracing prayer, for the world that once was and could have been.