Weird

Usually the reason I get up in the morning when I have a bad day is I’m able to reflect on those good moments. You can’t have a light without the dark. My highs aren’t as high if I don’t have lows. I’ve learned to celebrate every moment with what’s thrown at me. I like that it’s unpredictable. I like the odd, the weird, the absurdities, the unique. The word ‘weird’ has such a stigma around it. We’re all weird and that’s what makes us unique. They’re nearly synonyms. The weird is the unique. What I enjoy most about a person is what makes them weird. The weird is what makes you special.