To Ones Own

Have you ever thought about how weird it is that we all have different likings for the same exact thing? I mean, it probably all smells the same, looks the same and tastes the same, but we all perceive it differently, in one way or another. For example, if I could sit in a room filled with something totallly random, it would be Wind Fresh Laundry Detergent. Call me the poster child for oddballs, but I love how it smells so much I want to roll in it. Some people like other things, such as the smell of Pine Sol, or hate the taste of tomatoes, or even shoot that juice in the bottom of Starkist Tuna like Tequila. I mean, to one's own, that doesn't affect me in any way. The point I'm trying to get across is that we can't all judge each other by our different likings. If you just love the smell of a puppies breath while dancing in the rain to Lady Gaga's new album, by all means go right on ahead. Or if you're like me who has the odd taste for the different, to ones own. Think about it, inside that little closet you call your head, find something that you absolutely love, no matter the, I guess I could call it weirdness but that's not much coming from me, the difference that other people would view it, then you realize how much more unique you are to other people. That's all for now. Remember: Don't be afraid to like what others don't and if you like the little juice at the bottom of a tuna can, I recommend not doing it in public.