Normal people might live what they consider boring lives: a steady routine of work, school, friends, and the occasional exciting weekend. They get up, have breakfast, go to work or school, maybe hang out with some friends, and then go back to sleep just to repeat it all over again the next day. But then there are others, people like me, whose lives are anything but mundane. The kind of life where normalcy is a fleeting illusion, something I sometimes crave but never seem to get.
Take mine, for instance.