Saturday, November 12, 2011

cloudy with a chance of hyperbole

There's a possibility that I might be a tad overdramatic when contemplating and talking about my life. I don't really know how to fix this. I think it just might be how I operate.

Sometimes I think I would give anything to be normal, but then I remember that without quirk, life is just black and white. And I would hate to live without color.

This blog post doesn't really have a unifying purpose. But here it is anyway.

I need more sleep.

1 comment:

Nichole said...

I've sometimes wished I could just be "normal," but I wouldn't be me and God made me who I am. This is something I've thought a lot about too. Hugs.