What is Normal anyway?
When I was thirteen there was one girl who I admired more
than any other, she wore a black dress, and owned four black cats. Her name was
Emily Strange. She was very much fictional, but every part real to me.
I adorned my walls with her posters, I dressed in her
t-shirts and spoke of nothing else but how cool it would be to be her, one day.
Now we all know, I didn’t actually grow up to be her. I did break
out of my black uniform, and I did get a cat. But he was grey and much fluffier.
Admiring
kitty graffiti in George Town, Penang.
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The point is I’m wondering whether that little part of Emily
Strange is still in me. Because, as I grow older I find myself living a
stranger lifestyle...
Yes, I am married, own a house, work a job and drive a car.
These are pretty normal things. But, I wonder if my personality, hobbies,
interests and dreams really fall into any sort of normality at all.
I laugh ridiculously loud, I get far too excited when I am
happy and I find myself proclaiming my love for fruit at every opportunity.
I dream big and I never stop soul searching. I daydream over
daydream – and still have a maddening desire to see the WHOLE world. My dreams
play a massive part in my life.
I find it hard to relax and switch off, I refuse to let
anyone dampen my spirit – but often only see the good in people.
I’m wondering whether it really is possible to live a normal
life with an extraordinary personality?
Sometimes it almost feels, as if I am battling the two.
♥
Lovely post and this struggle is one we all face.
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as long as you and those who love you, love who you are it really doesn't matter what 'normal' is. If it's your normal then it's normal enough xx
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