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Identical


Have you ever thought that you had a clone? No really. Does it not seem odd that 7 billion people can all be different in physical appearance? I mean we use the term twins, but even then they’re different if the eye is keen enough. What I’m getting at is what makes us special? How can 7 billion people all be different in appearance? All goldfish and elephants look the same. But, deep down we aren’t really so different. We all love, hate, and admire. I guess that was just life’s way of developing a sense of individualism. The truth is I know there is nothing special about me. I’m just a regular man trying to live a meaningful life. And I’m ok with that, I guess.
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