So, I was coming home from town on the bus yesterday. Lol, what wonderful news!! Wait, there is more..
I was coming home on the bus, and it was a fairly warm and sunny day, and with the breeze through the windows I wasn’t uncomfortable in the sun. I wasn’t uncomfortable being around all the people. I’d spent a few hours out of the house, visiting family, doing work, writing. I was happy, and I felt normal. I realised that in that precise moment I couldn’t quite remember what it felt like to be depressed and to think that you’re alone in the world. I felt normal, and it was incredible.
And then I spotted the tattoo around my left wrist. In futhark runes it says “To be normal is an act of cowardice.”
When I got that tattoo I truly believed it. I truly believed that to accept being normal was cowardly and that everyone should aim for extraordinary and wonderful and amazing! And now here I was feeling incredible because I was normal.
I don’t regret that tattoo. I still believe it, I’ve just started to realise the importance of reaching normal first. You can’t become extraordinary and wonderful and amazing, if you haven’t reached the normal base state. So for now, I’m going to focus on being normal, and enjoying it. When normal becomes… well the norm, and not just every so often, then I’ll focus on what comes next.