I have a Dr. Seuss quote on the back window of my car. This quote is also on my Facebook page . . .
We are not created to be clones of each other with the same personality, and wearing the same clothes, and going to the same restaurants, and driving the same boring cars. Life is meant to be lived and experienced while embracing the full uniqueness of ones self.
With that being said, sometimes it’s lonely here in my uniqueness. Is there anyone out there like me?
A Tale of a T-Rex does not exist to wax poetic about exotic travel destinations, the latest beauty trend, gourmet recipes that you absolutely MUST try, or even to show off some fancypants photography that you and your Instagram filters captured (says the woman whose front page photo was taken and filtered with Instagram because I liked the way the clouds looked).
A Tale of a T-Rex exists to display me. ME! The real me. Not the me that I want to create and manipulate for you to see. Here is my heart. Here is my soul. Here are all the little bitty things about me that make me Heather. Yet, as I search for others like me, people that I can connect with, blogs I can delve into and see that I am not the only unique person here, I find that most posts are exactly like everyone else’s. They are khaki-pants-wearing-prius-driving-falsely-intellectual, and they have absolutely nothing to say about anything that is important.
I don’t want to hear yet another opinion on sports, politics, or global warming. For that I can turn on any self-righteous news channel. I want to find posts from people that are being honest and real.
I want to find people that are opening themselves up to others and displaying their own heart and soul, their brokenness, their sadness, their joy, their tears and laughter, their real selves.
But instead I see nothing but people who post just to have posts, rather than posting something of quality. Today I unfollowed somebody because their most riveting post in the past 24-hours was about what is coming to Netflix in October.
Who are you?
What makes you, you?
Are you unique?
What makes you unique?
If you are willing to lay yourself out for the written world to see, then I want to follow you, because that is what A Tale of a T-Rex is. I have little to hide.
Is there anyone out there like me?