being avarage

Is it enough? A few vodkasodas with lots of lime and a cappucino that looks amazing? Is it enough to be happy? To enjoy life? I come here all the time. Having lunch, drinking my regulars. And it surprised me how good it makes me feel. Not just the fact, that the people working here recognise me, but also the servic I get. Is it the alcohol maybe? Or is it just them? That they make you feel beloved. Beloved guest and worker. Should this be on my thombstone? Because other than that I don’t feel to be anything.

Beloved daughter, sure. Beloved friend, sure. But these sentences could be true to everyone. How am I special or, should I ask, am I special at all?

We all try so hard to be special. Doesn’t it just make us avarage?

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