When black is your favorite color.

To the beautifully odd ones.

I laugh at my own jokes more than anyone else. I get excited when my pen runs out of ink- it means I didn’t waste it.

I can’t sleep unless there’s a book within arm’s reach.

I smell new books before reading them.

I leave myself voice recordings when I don’t feel like writing.

I stare at the clouds and feel so much comfort- take pictures of them, sometimes.

I look into the night sky and recount how my day went.

And it seems the stars listen, because they twinkle in response.

The above is a list of some of my quirks. Some people may think it’s odd, but that’s what this post is all about. So let’s begin…

In the 1991 cartoon Beauty and the Beast, the villagers sang about Belle.

There’s a line that goes:

“Look, there she goes, the girl is strange but special- a most peculiar mademoiselle... She doesn’t quite fit in, ‘cause she really is a funny girl... A beauty, but a funny girl.”

There are other parts of the movie that highlight how Belle is different from the rest of the villagers.

Gaston even mentions that it’s not right for a woman to read.

It seemed she was the only woman reading in that town, and that was considered weird.

Belle was “weird,” or so everyone else thought.

But I’ll say she was just a focused girl who loved reading and wanted something more than the regular.

She didn’t want every day to be like the one before.

As she said in another song: “I want much more than this provincial life.”

It’s okay to have a different view. It’s fine to be yes–odd.

Most people who made a lasting positive impact on the world didn’t do so by thinking like everyone else.

They refused the mold- the one society forces on us. But what if something is wrong with the mold?

What if your path in life is meant to be very different from others? It was never supposed to be the same anyway. Everyone’s story is unique and beautiful still.

Standing out sometimes appears like you’re being a bit too much to some people, and they may ask,

“What is he or she trying to prove?” Questions like that baffle me sometimes.

No one is trying to prove anything. Nothing needs to be proved.

We’re just being authentic— me and my fellow odd people, if you can relate.

We’re just living.

It’s my choice to love taking pictures of the clouds. There’s nothing wrong with it. I don’t listen to music with vulgar language not because I’m better than those who do, but because feeding my mind with junk affects my mental well-being.

Once you’ve defined the reason why you do what others call “odd,” and there’s nothing wrong about it — don’t change just to blend.

If you do, it might appear everything is fine at first… but you’ll be betraying yourself to please others.

We only live once.

The life we live every day is not a rehearsal — it’s the real play. Don’t be afraid to truly be yourself.

Embrace your uniqueness.

Be comfortable with people not always getting you.

If you like flowery dresses, wear them.

If you enjoy watching clouds like me — have a good time doing it.

Wanna go out solo sometimes, just to enjoy some quiet time? Typical introvert?

Then go. Explore. Be happy.

And really live — without being afraid of appearing odd.

So I’ll keep laughing at my own jokes, smelling books, and talking to the stars — because this is me, and I’m okay with being a little odd.

I’m sending you love and warmth, and I’m happy to say:

Hello.

Happy new month! I wish you a blessed and peaceful June.

I’d love to read your comments : )

Shalom, dear one.

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