The world is strange. Sometimes, I think about how much we take for granted the sheer unpredictability of everything around us. It's not just the people, or the situations we get ourselves into—sometimes it's just the way life itself twists and turns, like an elaborate dance you never learned but are somehow forced to perform. It's almost like the universe has a dark sense of humor, always throwing you into scenarios that make you wonder if you're part of some cosmic joke.
Normal people might live what they consider boring lives: a steady routine of work, school, friends, and the occasional exciting weekend. They get up, have breakfast, go to work or school, maybe hang out with some friends, and then go back to sleep just to repeat it all over again the next day. But then there are others, people like me, whose lives are anything but mundane. The kind of life where normalcy is a fleeting illusion, something I sometimes crave but never seem to get.
Take mine, for instance.
