Not normal

Posted on July 7, 2009

I’m not normal.

None of my friends are normal. (no offence intended guys!)

I’m pretty sure you’re not normal.

I once knew a guy who was so incredibly normal he was strange. Which made him abnormal.

Normal isn’t something you’d aspire to be, it’s a mean, a median, an average. It’s an unchallenging mid-brown. It’s forgettable. Monotonous Humdrum.

It’s boring.

Avoid the normal. Seek out the abnormal, experiment, decide what you want your life to be.

The normal nuclear family is 2.3 children and 1.6 parents. I’d hate to be any of those guys – being .3 of a kid, or even having .3 of a sibling would be just unpleasant. But I guess it wouldn’t be normal, at least.

I can’t even imagine how bad normal music would be.

I don’t need to imagine normal TV, I’ve seen it, and it made me give away my television. “Everyone” watches TV (it’s the normal thing to do), but it’s so much more freeing to not bother.

Everyone normal lives in the ‘burbs and commutes to the city, but the commute is so much better the other way.

Challenge the conventional wisdom, and decide a few things for yourself. Shake it up. Decide what’s normal, and do something else once in a while.

This isn’t about rebellion for the sake of it (after all, we’re probably not angsty teens any more, are we?), it’s about freeing yourself from the constraints of normality we all tend to wrap around ourselves like a comforting little security blanket.

Do one abnormal thing a day. Something different. Anything.

It’s freeing.

Try it. I’d love to hear how it goes for you.

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