Find the Others

Admit it. You aren't like them. You're not even close.
You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them,
watch the same mindless television shows as they do,
maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes.
But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more
you feel like an outsider, watching the "normal people"
as they go about their automatic existences. For every
time you say club passwords like "Have a nice day"
and "Weather's awful today, eh?," you yearn inside
to say forbidden things like "Tell me something that
makes you cry" or "What do you think deja vu is for?"
Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator.
But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man
who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the
same thing? Who knows what you might learn from
taking a chance on conversation with a stranger?
Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes
into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts.
Do the unexpected. Find the others ...

Timothy Leary