A giddiness falls upon me when my bank balance goes negative. A sense of, perhaps, freewheeling devil-may-care satvas guna. A realization that my well-being is not hitched to my bank account. Sure, there's a touch of mania to my laughter, but there's also a freedom in seeing that life goes on, that my little problems don't throw the world off its axis.
I guess I'm also secretly watching and hoping for men in white coats to come bundle me off to a place where people spoon feed me green jello.
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