I’m not much interested in normal. To me, normal is
However, normal is also
- fitting in.
On dark days, I feel like everybody else knows the rules but nobody thought to let me know. Even then, though, I don’t want to go normal, I just want to be better informed.
This reminds me of one of my favorite pieces of writing – ever! – composed by my sister in 2nd grade:
One day the wolf was strolling along with the pack
I am not satisfied he said will I have to run around with this pack all my life
So he left he came to a forest he got to a desert
He lay down in the middle he was dying of thirst
Oh he thought if only I had stayed
(This post topic comes from The Daily Prompt.)