There are people in your walk through life, who must stand out.
They will appear to you as if by design, fertiliser to be sprinkled onto the soil of your consciousness. They will arrive wild and alone, determined to grow, to flourish in your psyche with or without consent. And they will not fit any discernible way into the world you recognise. They are the working class couple in the resort reserved for the super wealthy. They are the family in the restaurant who sit silently across from you, a quiet and undecipherable force of either peace or rage swimming amongst them.
