I know, I know, I've written it all before. π» Hey, I'm not trying to sound elitist or superior but I just don't see life the way most people do. π€ My strange inner turmoil seems to set me apart too. πΎ My approach to certain issues is sometimes off the beaten path and clearly, that's not necessarily a good thing. π I'm always touting how I've learned to embrace my inner weirdness and while that's true most times, other times my "colorful uniqueNess" makes me feel alone and isolated. ☹ My 'alternate' view of The Universe can make me feel quite lonely too, even if I'm surrounded by loving people. π₯° I'm not asking for anyone to UNDERSTAND me (that'd be too tall an order anyway), just APPRECIATE me. But then again, how can ask anyone to appreciate me when, on a day like today, I don't even appreciate myself? (Boo whoo whoo...π₯...waah waah waah! πΆ Baby want bottle! πΌ) Look, I'm no poser. I'm not trying to be the weird chick (like so many do), I AM the weird chick. A bona fide original. π€ͺ Being different can be cool but it also comes at a high price when you add "relationships" to the soup. π Emotional eccentricity certainly takes it's toll on me and those I care about BUT I'm noticing that those that truly care about me, never really ever go away. ☺ Thank goodness for that! ππΎ In these last few months, relationship-wise; I've stepped away from a few, re-confirmed a few and burned a couple down to the ground in smoldering ashes. π₯ Oh well, I need to do whatever is necessary to get myself back into a good place again and to that end, there will inevitably be causalities. π΅ Afterwards, I'll spread my love to the world again. π C'est la vie, it's the circle of life. π Moving on...π
Okay, okay, enough with the whoa is weird me crap.
Let me end this with an absolutely true story of how my day began today. π Still dark outside, I see a really weird shaped creature kinda scurrying around in tight little circles in my front yard and driveway. π With my truck door open, ready to jump inside should the mysterious monster suddenly charge at me, I stood there for several seconds trying to figure out what it was.
My yard is pretty big but so was the animal. I squint my eyes, struggling to see through the darkness to make it out but I just couldn't. π§ Perplexed, I whisper to myself; "Is that a dog? No wait, maybe it's a wild cat. No, no, it's kinda shaped like a pig. WTH?!" π³ Finally, I get in my truck, put my headlights on and slowly drive up next to it. It was a gigantic, albino armadillo! π€ (Non-Texans, Google it.) I'd seen big armadillos before but never one that big. And before this day, I'd never even seen a white armadillo in a picture, let alone my own yard. π€― As I stared at the stunningly irregular animal from the safety of my truck, it slowly scurried off into the wooded area between my house and my neighbors'. Wow, if I never get the honor of seeing that beautiful creature again, I will forever appreciate our few seconds together in the dark hours of the early morning. πͺ After so many restless nights of depression, I drove to work this morning thinking that remarkable reptile was one of the coolest things I'd ever seen. (Yes, I know armadillos are actually mammals but "remarkable mammal" didn't have the same ring to it.
) Not only that, I knew it was a clear message from God, reiterating that I should be proud of that which makes me unique.
I should continue to appreciate all the things that un-evolved people don't. π I should honor my special invitation to see the secret parts of The Big Picture because others can't. πΌ And no matter how much it hurts sometimes, I should be grateful that I'm not a cookie-cutter person with cookie-cutter views and cookie-cutter emotions.
I am different. π₯Έ I am exciting. π I am the colorful alternative to boring old generic...and anyone that can't appreciate that, can scurry off into the woods and never be heard from again.
Amen.~
°The Eccentric End°
My Muse:
(Gorgeous and splendidly unique.)
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