Some people say I’m a conformist. Some call me dippy. I change. Is it wrong. There are many mes. And they all have something incommon. And that incommon is the real me. I don’t conform. I’m diverse. So it might seem I’m conforming. I’m an individual and it makes me sad to know that some people can’t see it.
I am a weirdo. So what? I love everyone anyway.
I’ve been dancing with myself a lot today.
