Different

I've always felt different. I'm a lifelong tomboy who loves to play in the dirt, but hates to watch football. I do have girly side, but it doesn't involve a mani-pedi or watching musicals. Because I abhor both of those. Unless I'm in the right company, in which case I would do any of the above. Because even though I tend to be antisocial and despise these things, I love my friends.

I, like everyone else, am a series of contradictions.

I left for Morocco one person and returned different. Ok, not vastly different. I just totally contradicted myself. Kinda different. I can eat a bug without flinching. Well, not a big crunchy bug. But the little bugs that infiltrate care packages of crackers and cereal in shipment from the states. Definitely. They were simply casualties of my no crumb left behind policy. I protected myself with a patina of b.o. armor that has both sunscreen benefits and simultaneously repels diplomats and attracts Peace Corps volunteers. I must confess, even though I'm back in the states, I still have a ban on Ban. Cause really doesn't everyone want to repel diplomats? And we haven't even discussed my mad dirty towel bargaining skills I've acquired. Or how useful that is in the real world.

Don't worry, I'm still a huge dork. I still snort when I laugh. And god knows I will never master 9th grade math. You got me, 7th grade math. Oh, and I still have no interest in seeing Mama Mia. And my Sundays will not be spent in front of the tv watching the game. But what I am is a smidge less sensitive and a dollop stronger. I don't know if anyone else sees it. And honestly it doesn't matter.

Because I'm different now.