Yesterday, I met with an old friend for a two-hour reunion. I am abnormally normal when it comes to reunions — I never miss one, if possible.
During our two hours together, an abnormally normal number of things happened, including this: my friend (who has known me since we were both 17 years old) called me “abnormally normal.”
What does abnormally normal mean to you?
Are any of these photos abnormally normal?
Is it abnormally normal that this is my favorite song?
I hope I get some abnormally normal comments on this post, which I shall now end in an abnormally normal way:
