Norm

I watch these movies where the people all resolve their differences by the end and I wonder if that really is the norm?

It seems I have been trying to figure out what "norm" is most of my life.

Even as a child of three or four I used to wonder what the adults in my life were thinking. Really thinking. Looking back I don't really understand why I did that, but it implies that I must have sensed some kind of not real in my world.

I know I was aware of it later on. People always want children to give black and white answers, simple answers, Sally, Dick and Jane answers, because they think that is all they are capable of understanding. I found that confusing.

I still find that confusing.

So many things in life are not what they seem to be.

I have always found the Cheshire cat terrifying. He is the embodiment of my world where a being appears soft and sweet and purrrfect, but that is because that grin, the one that glows in the dark, is hidden and hiding the real thing behind the soft fur.

Is that the norm?

I have always hoped not, but many people in my life have seemed to embody that.