I think I would like to be officially abnormal - it would solve a lot of problems. I could be psychotic or gay or have a club foot. -I don't care as long as it deviates from the norm. People could then say "Of course he's depressed, he has three arms!" or "Don't listen to him, it's the spina bifida talking."
Being abnormal would open many doors for me (and I don't just mean handicap access), grease a lot of skids, and eliminate a great deal of noise and responsibility. People would approach we with "Forget about me, how was YOUR day?" wearing a worried look. I could call my wife at work and tell her "I finished the jigsaw puzzle!" A simple life could be mine.
If I play my cards right I might convince people that my condition has led to some level of brilliance and insight. "His music touches me - especially since the amputation."
You see being normal isn't working that well for me. I'm expected to brush my teeth, take the kids to the mall and get regular colonoscopies. What kind of a life is that to look forward to?
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