Sometimes I feel like I’m living in a parallel universe…same zip code, same weather app, but a completely different wavelength.

Everyone else seems synced up, bragging, self aggrandizing, marching to the same beat, while I’m over here vibing to Broadway musicals in a world obsessed with rock ‘n roll.

But here’s the thing.

I don’t mind!

I’ve always been a little out of step. Not in a lost, confused way, but in a this is fine, I’ll make my own way.

I’ve tried joining groups, playing along with the crowd, but honestly, solo feels better. Louder. Clearer. Definitely more interesting and much less emotionally exhausting.

It is not that I can’t blend in. I just choose not to.

Blending in is great for smoothies and make up, not necessarily for people. I’ve got edges and angles and a strong allergy to groupthink—and frankly, I like that about myself.

Yes, I occasionally look around and think, “Is everyone really this into brunch, dishing about people who just exited the premises and group texts?”

But I say it with a smirk, not a sigh. I love being the person who questions the obvious, skips the expected, the woman obsessed with sports, findings the wonder hiding in the uniquely undiscovered.

I don’t need to belong everywhere. I belong to myself. And wherever I go, I bring my full, slightly offbeat, sarcastic, enthusiastic, fashion forward, humorous, unapologetic self along for the ride.

So if you ever feel like a stranger in a strange land, don’t shrink…shine. The world needs more people who don’t quite fit the mold. We’re the ones who change it.

And if I’m a little out of place? Good. I like the view from here.