I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was

– Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

most nights I go to bed wishing my life was different. 😦


  1. I thoroughly enjoyed this new series. Being ordinary isn’t awful and being extraordinary does not mean you can be invisible or keep bees in your body. Being extraordinary is as simple as smiling at someone or even opening a door for no reason at all. Love this.


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