One day you figured out you were ridiculous. It was an epiphany of sorts, a momentary glance into your own absurdity. It scared you at first. Let's face it, there were times in your life that not being ridiculous helped you through a particular trouble or moment or craziness or insanity because another person was ridiculous and you were not. In fact you can look back now and see that maybe possibly you were always kinda sorta on the lookout for those who could potentially be more ridiculous than you so you wouldn't look so ridiculous. Then you realized it. Just the fact you did that was ridiculous.
Maybe not but just maybe on that day in that moment during the epiphany you stopped doing that. No, not stopped being ridiculous. You accepted your own ridiculousness and smiled once you got past the fear of what people would think, of what you tried not to be. It could be though it didn't have to be that when you witnessed your own absurdity you became much more tolerant of another's.
Or that's just ridiculous.
I am ridiculously grateful.