Goals are deceptive. The unaimed arrow never misses.

I showed a relatively new friend of mine a story I had written - one which was very strongly based off of a real experience I had when I was younger, and the character in the story was also based off of myself, or at least who I was at the time, which, admittedly, is different to who I am now. This friend, however, did not know that the story was based off of my own experience.

His response?

"The character seems so... alien."

I'm not quite sure what to make of that. I know I am a little odd, but I've always assumed that my emotions and thought processes were in the realm of normal human experience.

This isn't the first time, however, when I've wondered if there was something different about me. I once was told that "God made you different", and she didn't mean the type of different in that every single person is a unique individual, she meant the type of different that I'm different to other people in a way that other people are not different to each other. At least, that's the impression I got at the time.

But am I really that strange? I've often felt like I was different to others, but I've always assumed that the feeling of being different was a common human experience, too, considering how many people have said that they felt different from everyone else.