Why? Cosmic question

Hmm. Thinking. And thinking. Am wearing my thinker out.

I just want to know...why...exactly...I always do things differently? That's all I want to know, is why.

I'm not complaining...well, I reserve the right to occasionally complain about my past and being trans. But this is not a complaint.

I just keep thinking about how I never, ever manage to do something in the conventional way.

I could almost start to believe in karma. Because could any one person be this consistently odd in a natural world of chaos?

Actually, yeah. It's probably possible, statistically.

It's only in my head; sssshhh, go back to sleep

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I'd be the worst damn therapist in the world.