But within the first ten minutes, of sitting down with my english breakfast tea
he states, "You're Odd!"
How should I take this?
As a compliment?
Really, the remark left me curious and a tad awkward.
when I dwelled on it further
I realised I am maybe not like th rest of the world.
When I look around, at whats around me
Not only is my vision similar to that of a dirty, sepia-tonned, scratched polyroid photo...
...but my way of speaking, feeling and thinking clearly comes across to the world as "abornormal"
it was at the moment that I realised I must embrace my "oddness" and so here I am...
blogging what I see, the way I see it...
(Please don't be too worried!)