So today is one of those days. You know the ones. That kind of day.
And I am sitting here procrastinating as usual, diverted temporarily from studying, and wondering to myself: Am I unique? I mean really, actually, truly? What makes me so, or what even ever led to me to think I was to begin with? I bet it was my parents. Probably.
See? Philosophy kind of day.
Seriously though. You are not unique. Think about it. What do you do that no one else can do or already does. For example, here I am, a medical student studying for final year surgery exam. The home stretch and all you know? But that's not unique. Okay okay, so I am also procrastinating, downloading all my favorite sci/fi television shows off the meganet, wondering wow is somebody else also doing this exact thing out there right now? Yeah, I bet they are. Not unique. So now I am being forced to think of everything I do that is mundane and what would be extraordinary?
And really what it?
Nothing.
Questions/ Comments? Go ahead and leave me a thought. Guess what? I bet whatever you write WILL be unique. Or just share your mundaness too. Please and Thank you.
Drink of Coffee and dream of Ink, the worlds you will paint in blood. Thus a Writer is forever bound to these elixers. Or, dare I call them poisons.
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