I had a dream...

and it looked kind of like this.

It was pretty badass until I woke up from a game over.

This one is more of a daydream.

And this is a fond memory. Being born with a visible birth defect and just being plain weird on top of that made for a difficult first grade experience. My parents ended up telling me this many times when I was growing up.  In fact they still tell me similar things now when I mention how I still feel like an outcast. I am who I am, and I don't need to try to be "normal."