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I wish I stood out, but I’m afraid I blend in too well.

To be honest: I don’t know exactly why I write. People near me insist on complimenting my writing skills, and that makes me feel as if I am special.

Then again, the things I write are read by few if any, and that makes me feel as if I’m nowhere near special at all.

I think I just write because my life would be so much less interesting if I didn’t. I mean, if I didn’t get to play around with words anymore, what’s left??

I wish I blended in, but I’m afraid I stand out too much.

To be honest: I’ve never been average. Although on most days nowadays, when I look in the mirror, I do feel average. Which, in my case, is a good sign, because in the past I felt ugly on a continuously and unfortunately daily basis.

Then again, I do spend an awful lot of time wondering what people think of me, and (most importantly), what I can do to appease them.

I think that is the reason this poor blog has undergone tons of changes in its short existence. At some point I stopped writing for myself and just tried to get as many likes as possible.

Heaven knows I was not born to get many likes.

Let’s face it: I was not made for popularity. Which, again in my case, is (also again) a good sign. Because I am way too lazy to be popular. Way way.

Now that we’ve got all of that settled, done and over with:

Welcome to my absolutely special in average, average in special blog.

I am done with themes – except for the poppy style. That’s staying. The rest can go (what was I thinking with the fairy tales??).

It’s just me and my scribbles.

Words make me happy ❤️

Therefore I present to you: no themes, no stress, just pretty words 🙌

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