“Our wretched species is so made that those who walk on the well-trodden path always throw stones at those who are showing a new road.”
Voltaire (François-Marie Arouet)
Angela wasn’t like those weird ones—the ones who didn’t conform and acted strangely. She was normal.
She didn’t know it at the time, but now that she had joined the ranks of the weird, she realised that ‘normal’ people walked the well-trodden path of conformity at the expense of their joie de vivre. They followed what was expected of them and learned to silence their inner voices. They forgot how to interpret the feelings they received from their souls, which would lead them onto new roads, roads that were unique for every person.
Angela knew it took great courage to step onto this new road, and the temptation was always there to return to the well-trodden path. But the rewards were great and the difficulties few, so she continued down the road.
She also hoped she could encourage others to follow her, just long enough to know they needn’t take her road any more than the well-trodden path. She hoped they would find their own roads to their own great rewards, and that learning about the difficulties she had faced would help them avoid some of their own.
Angela knew that as they journeyed from normal to weird, they would also be led into love. They would become part of this very different sort of love story.