When I was in high school, there was this kid who used to play an invisible flute. One day, a bunch of us were walking behind him and just about everyone was laughing at his weirdness. I walked away from the group and asked if I could join him. He handed me an invisible flute and we played as we walked for a minute or two. As the others laughed, I was intrigued. This was a smart kid. He wasn’t crazy, but he was definitely weird. When things vary from the perceived norm, they’re thrown into the weird bucket and dismissed. But not by me because I’m weird also, lol. Not to say I didn't find it unusual and funny, but weird also intrigues me. Why was a kid who scored a perfect 1600 on his SATs acting so strangely? It took me quite a few years to figure it out. I’m not 1600 smart, lol. I’m not Nikola Tesla smart. I wish I knew how this person turned out this many years later. I wish I could thank him for showing me how to play air flute that day. In hindsight, I learned why he did it. It was smart af! I wish I had figured it out sooner! It could have definitely saved me some time. I do know how the rest of the kids turned out. Normal. Meh.
Better late than never, I say. If one never steps foot on the road, one cannot reach their destination. Some of the weirdest people that the Norms discarded turned out to be my best friends in life. There's good-weird and bad-weird, you know! Everything has a spectrum. It's what makes the world so colorful and I love it like that! Choose your colors. They paint your life.
