Call Me Crazy. Please.

The label, “crazy” often gets lumped in the insult category – as if being crazy is something to be ashamed of.

Dreamers are constantly being called crazy – not because they are deranged, but because they are imaginative geniuses who others can’t quite understand.

Wasn’t it Steve Jobs who once said that it’s the people “crazy” enough to think they can change the world are the ones who actually do?

While listening to the Greatest Showman soundtrack, my daughter and I became crazy-addicted to the song, “A Million Dreams”.

I close my eyes and I can see
The world that’s waiting up for me
That I call my own
Through the dark, through the door
Through where no one’s been before
But it feels like home
They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say I’ve lost my mind
I don’t care, I don’t care, so call me crazy
We can live in a world that we design
‘Cause every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it’s gonna take
A million dreams for the world we’re gonna make

If being crazy means designing a world out of a million colorful dreams, then, call me crazy to ask, but why would anyone ever want to be sane?

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