I Am Normal

To define happiness is to define individuality. Each person has their own secret paradise. A place where no one can enter nor wants to enter. Every now and then a little piece of these places are let known. Most of these tidbits of strange ideas can be shrugged off by others. I suppose it’s a good thing that while inside our paradise we’re alone with our thoughts. For sometimes I feel as though I’d like to run away from myself. Image what others would do if they could know or understand my world. Forced to conform into society, we suppress our secret whirlwind of thoughts. Only sometimes it becomes too much and we burst, hopefully we’re alone when that happens. The more open minded and exposed we are the further our minds wander. Making it difficult to come to reality or what we’ve been taught is reality. What will the day hold for us when everyone is living in their own “paradise” instead of our conformed reality.