I feel at times like an extraordinary creature, with original and important opinions, unique history and singular perspective. I imagine that everyone feels this way at times. As children, we understood that our self was the center of the universe. I think most of us don’t outgrow that idea as well as we should.
I also acknowledge what a wiser man than me said “there is nothing you can do that can’t be done… It’s easy”. I am not unique because there is no part of me or my history that has not occurred before or will occur again. In the totality of time and space, I am not special. However, I am not the me I was yesterday. I will be a different me tomorrow. Imagine how much change can be made in 5 years time. In the totality of my singular life, I am different and special everyday.
My life has been riddled with paradoxes. I tend to swing like a pendulum from one end of the spectrum to another, spending little time in the middle. It’s made for a complicated life. I have lived a lot in the relatively short years of my life and I think I have interesting things to say. I think the world is made up of unique yet common people living vastly different yet similar lives. I’m interested in the differences. I want to understand how other people work. How their lives flow on a day to day basis. I want to know what it’s like to live outside the universe that is my own mind. But I’d like to share my universe as well. My life has been a journey and these words are the first step on another.