Why Can't I Be Normal!

Sometimes, in moments of frustration over some mishap I've managed to get myself into, I ask myself why can't I be normal? More than once, in a moment of prayer, I've asked that question, and the answer always comes to me: because you would be bored silly, bored out of your mind.

That's true. I would. The truth is I enjoy my insatiable curiosity, my childlike wonder at new ideas and concepts and new technologies, my wild, untamed 'What if' imagination. I would miss my quick silver, ever changing, temperament. I would miss the crazy, unexpected and unplanned adventures I've had in my life. Like Peter Pan, I didn't ever want to really grow up, but Time has a way of changing things, and, eventually, even Peter Pan grew up.