“I can’t be ordinary,” she said fighting back the tears. “I want to live an extraordinary life.”
But what is extraordinary?
I often think it’s the little things that add up everyday.
Wearing what feels good – not blending in with the masses.
Singing at the top of your lungs in the car.
Talking to yourself out loud.
Traveling to distant countries.
Starting your own business.
I don’t know. I’m still trying to figure it out.
This extraordinary life.