It has such as specific smell that it is indescribable. It doesn’t smell like anything else in this world. Maybe it’s from another planet. Maybe it’s being transmitted from another galaxy. But that’s dumb. And scary. Only crazy people think that.

But I admire mentally ill people; their ability to focus on one or two ideas that they doggedly pursue. Or maybe even just their mumbling seems to make sense to them because they’ve done it so long.

I wonder what they smell. I wonder if its indescribable. I wonder if crazy is always crazy What would it be like. What would it smell like. Only the nose knows.