I walk into a crowded store and start to feel anxious.
Am I normal?
If I know I'm gonna see him or talk to him, I feel happy and nervous and sick and giddy inside.
Am I normal?
I can't sleep. I toss. I turn. I flip the pillow over to get to the cold side.
Am I normal?
I feel like I'm breaking or broken or falling or spinning or something.
Am I normal?
I feel like crying because I'm tired, or I stubbed my toe, or simply because the sky is blue.
Am I normal?
The things I love I don't do and the things I do I don't love.
Am I normal?
I pace. I fidget. I can't sit still. I don't know what I am supposed to be doing.
Am I normal?
I think about the word 'normal' and say it over and over until it sounds funny.
Am I normal?
I read. I blog. I cry. I blog. I laugh. I blog. I can't sleep. I blog.
Am I normal?
I meet someone crazier, poorer, messier, lonelier, and quirkier than me and think,
I. Am. Normal.
7 comments:
Heck yah!
That's all I have to say.
You are SO NORMAL!!!
p.s. The cool side of the pillow is the BEST!
love your writing!
yes
Hmmm, I want to tell you, "Of course, you're normal," but that's not really true. Normal is boring... which you are not. Normal is dull and lifeless... again, not you. Normal has a mediocre sense of humor. Normal has an undefined sense of self. Normal's opinions and values waver. Normal's eyes don't light up when Normal grins, and Normal never infected the entire room with laughter. So, are you ABNORMAL? No! You are so much better than Normal... you are EXTRAORDINARY, and I'm so glad I get to know you. :)
No. You are not normal. You are exceptional.
i second your mother :)
Yup, you sure are!
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