My mother told me that I wasn't like other children.
I wasn't fond of puzzles or dolls.
I observed the tiniest things in life.
The things that others wouldn't simply waste time thinking about
Like how the child at the doctors office fidgeted with his fingers nervous of a needle, or how the woman at the cafe drank the tea with her teeth to avoid the scolding drink, or how the man at the cashier furrowed his eyebrows because he couldn't understand what the customer wanted.
People told me to move on in life and don't spend time on the little things. But everyone wants to be noticed right?
