Stranger in the World

Normal has always been an indefinite concept. Through time, it has gotten even more perplexing. For example, I know that my life used to be normal and now it is not. Still, if it is not normal, what is it what is the word?

Worse yet, his life used to be normal. Now it is not. I do not know the word for that either. Nevertheless, I know it is my fault.

After meditating on this strange world, for a moment I realized that perhaps “strange” is the word I am looking for.

What a long way from then to now, from there to here. Do I want to go back? Can I get back? Perhaps before, my life was normal and now it is strange. Our lives are strange.