This world ain't no place for sane people like you. This is what I tell myself from time to time. It makes me feel better when I am angry or upset about something that isn't going my way. Is it really true? Something to wonder. Is this the right place for me? Am I really sane? Am I intelligent? Am I truly alive? Okay the last one was a dumb question. Rest all, however, are relative. I am only saner than the person clinically declared insane. I am only more intelligent than the person who has a tad bit lesser IQ than me. Over the time, the world has defined standards, standards to measure people's sanity. Then they defined laws. Laws for people on how they should act based on where they stand in these standards. I'm old enough to be married, should be responsible for my parents, should be making money, buying a house, having a car, these are the laws. That's not all. There are limitations on the way I talk, the way I joke, and the way I follow or break rules. Some rules are meant to be broken they say, what they never say is that every age has some specific rules that are meant to be broken.