Unique

Because maybe I'm not supposed to fit into your preset mold. 

Maybe I'm supposed to be phenomenal.

 So different, so unique. 

And maybe it's not the kind of uniqueness that makes it to the red carpet or the front pages of Time magazine. Maybe it's the uniqueness that makes food shaped like their kids favorite characters or leaves notes in the boots of overworked husbands whispering a love that no one else can understand. 

Maybe it's that beautiful, raw uniqueness that sneaks up on you like surprise trips to zoos and your favorite meal waiting for you when you get home. 







Or maybe I'm not unique at all, and that's completely ok. 

But most importantly is remembering that even if I'm not unique, it isn't really you who gets to decide that.