No One’s Special

“I received a letter from a person who understood and complimented my art. It made me feel special. Then I wondered if, like a preschool teacher, she told everyone their art was amazing. I no longer felt special. Then I wondered why I even cared to be special. Insecurity? Validation? Why not be happy with me. If I was a snowflake, I’d be enjoyed, regardless of having an identical doppleganger. They say no two snowflakes are identical but who has compared every snowflake? Sorry, I digress. Here’s a Giraffe-turtle-shoe-snake. He loves life and don’t think he’s special. Maybe that’s what makes him…”

– Charles Castillo

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