How different do we have to be, to be different? Is it just a matter of turning left when everybody is turning right? Or do we have to take that left wearing a bright yellow chicken suit, waving a dead fox and singing the national anthem?
When your bang in the middle of a world that revolves around the idea of being creatively unique, one begins to ponder these things. It takes only a modicum of experience to know that there are people who are unique by nature and there are people whose repeated attempts at uniqueness are at times, rewarded. Which of those categories do you fall under? I already know which type I belong to. When all the cubicles on either side of your own have folks all vying for the 'most unique' tag, it gets a little unnerving. You know what they say when everybody is different- Nobody is different.