after trying, during my whole adolescence, to be different

i, to myself, will never be extraordinary. i will always be the girl most are content to smile at and say “hi” to, and the person in the back of the room whose lemonade went down her trachea and is trying to stifle a coughing fit in the middle of a Latin final, or an awards ceremony.

and for now, i am perfectly content with the neither/nor.

i am pretty average, and that, in itself, is something unheard of these days.

-d