How Bizarre, How Bizarre

69214f94d58a58b428461289580f6bb6Most of us remember high school as a place where we simply wanted to get by each day without sticking out like a sore thumb. Anonymity was your friend…unless you were one of the “cool” kids, then it was lethal.

I remember the first time I saw the movie, The Breakfast Club.  I had only been out of high school for a few years, but I immediately remembered what it was like trying to be myself, but not too much of myself.

The thing is, as we mature and age – I’m not sure many of us actually outgrow the way it feels to be in high school.  We still want to belong to a group – we want to be accepted and wanted.  We want to put on our best face as we encounter others, and in doing so – we often hide some of our best qualities. We just want to be comfortable in the place we wish to fit in.

Funny thing is that when we hide what makes us a little bizarre, we hide some of our truths.  In that circumstance, we will never be comfortable.  The best friends we can find are those that know how weird we actually are and love us anyway.  The very best ones join in on our weirdness.  I love those best ones the most.

When Emilio Estevez’s character, Andrew, proclaimed that, “We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all,”  I don’t think anyone realized just how much truth had just been spoken.

Fitting in all of the time is boring – it makes us a little bit robotic, don’t you think?  I believe that when we dance to the beat of our own drum, we are much more interesting.  And, certainly, more unforgettable.

 

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