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Eccentric
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Eccentric I'm nearly 40. Isn't that totally crazy? So many things I thought would have happened in my life before now (sadly most require other people. Like marriage and ). Now that I've finally given up my life-long attachment to the dream of "Husband. " and feeling much more relaxed about life... I'm contemplating letting my eccentricity show through. I know, I probably haven't had nearly as much luck hiding my oddities as I thought I have. The Great Bunny Incident probably shows that as clearly as anything lol. I for one have never known anybody else to chase a cat trying to save a bunny (though my mom said she probably would, and my "" probably would as well). All my life I've tried to fit in. Blend in. Be invisible in the crowd. In high school I was told I would fit in and be welcomed with any group. The jocks. The<b> cheerleaders. </font></b>ANY group would have welcomed me with open arms. I just never allowed it, never believed it. I stuck with the loners, the stoners, the nerds and thespians. And felt alone in the world. My bf at the time (who told me the above) said that some are alone because they truly don't fit in. Others because they choose not to. Truly, I still don't really feel I "fit in" anywhere. Blend in? Sure. Share characteristics? Sure. Get along? Absolutely (I can be polite even if I don't like somebody or agree with them). But I still just wander along on my merry way. Perhaps that is a typical human experience. Weird. Odd. Quirky. Eccentric. Different. Eclectic. I told a new friend the other day that I love Idaho, and he freaked on me. "Idaho is totally redneck! One of the most conservative states in the USA. One of my friends is a Redneck's Redneck... and HE said Idaho is totally Redneck. You don't want to be in Idaho." But... Idaho is part of my soul. Somehow... the whole "redneck" thing passed me by lol. Well, pick-up trucks, bumpy mountain roads, being in Nature and love of venison... But if Idaho is so "Redneck"... how does one explain me? LOL. Actually me letting my eccentricity show will be pretty much me, as I am now... but worrying less about it. Most of my differences are probably in how I think than how I act. Maybe nobody but myself will ever notice a difference. |
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Tolerance for eccentricity is not restricted to California. They accept such behavior in Vermont or New Hampshire I am told... The British are famous for cultivating eccentricity too...
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Weird. Odd. Quirky. Eccentric. Different. Eclectic. Those are the things I love about you! The pale neck is a plus. Women who rescue bunnies are all right in my book. You fit in just right with the rest of us who don't fit in. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Not fitting??  I've come to believe it is NOT my fault that THEY ( whoever them is ) don't fit ME  Took me a while to figure that out  I know how you feel, moving state to state through high school I was never actually "IN" any group ( though I did mesh with the NERDS  ) I've come to realize I'm happiest just being myself and to hell with what others may think ( because they probably aren't thinking of me anyway and those who DO think of me like me  )
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I never thought Idaho was full of rednecks. had some great times down there. This is not meant to offend any one in any way.     
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have the freedom to be themselves and have the ability to play according to the places and people remaining oneself in 
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Weird and eccentric are labels that other people put on you. I've been very lucky, in that I went to a nerd high school (seriously -- the captain of the chess club once stuffed the captain of the basketball team into a locker), found myself among the oddballs within campus publications in college, and -- as someone who has been in publishing since graduating -- have surrounded myself with brainy oddballs, more by chance than any sort of design, intelligent or otherwise. The company of like-minded eccentrics can be a wonderful thing (hence the joys of this blogging community). It's even more so if the population tolerates a spectrum of views, whether political, religious, cultural, or otherwise. So... you can choose to wave your freak flag high... or you can choose to ignore all the flags and just get on with being yourself. If others want to call you a freak... let 'em! Stop in, read, and offer comments at my "swinging as seen in the media" blog, "Confessions of a Lifestyle Man" humorlife, which is also the home of the monthly virtual symposium. New post: The Virtual Symposium Returns Lets Pick A Topic
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