Normal is in the eye of the beholder.
Whoopie Goldberg

Really, what is normal?
Your normal may be outrageous to me.
And what is normal to me may seem weird to you.

I know that that there are people who wonder about me. I am a bit different from most of the folks I know. Oh, I don’t howl at the moon or walk around naked, stand on street corners talking to myself or preaching strange doctrines. I am most often alone doing my thing…whatever that may be at any given time.

I have friends who are extroverts. In fact, most of my close friends are extroverts. They would go crazy if they spent as much time alone as I do. I am an introvert. If I don’t have my alone time I feel crazy anxious. And that ain’t a pretty sight. That’s not to say that there aren’t times when I want and need some time with people. It’s just not everyday.

When I am with the people I love and care about
I know they are normal and they know I am normal.
Our normal ways of being are just different.
Keeps life and friendship interesting.

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