An account of those who, leaning on the unstable, have accustomed their bodies to imbalance. Of agitated, out-of-the-ordinary, impulsive, overwhelmed, shipwrecked people. With bad luck entrenched in them, they are unpredictable, often relentless, live wires. But, with this, they also carry an unwavering obstinacy to stay ‘standing’, to find meaning in their experience and effort. Even if these attempts remain precarious, they reveal a kind of joy and poetry, while displaying an aptitude to play with everything, ranging from the absurd right through to the tragic. Being imbalanced helps to understand the world.