A Singular Line

I love little touches like this mailbox. It's handmade, there's no other mailbox like it. I don't know if postal workers like them but I should think they would, if only as a change of pace.

It's hard to be singular. The playwright Lorraine Hansberry said, "The thing that makes you exceptional, if you are at all, is inevitably that which must also make you lonely." I don't know if that's true. I think you can be exceptional and still be happy among other people. 

I also think there's a line. Call it the singular line. Some people have the choice to either cross or not cross it. They can choose to be so exceptional, so unusual it makes them lonely, or they can choose to be part of a group. Perhaps that requires compromising one's gifts. I don't know if that's the case, and I don't know which is better. That's where the choice comes in.


Tomorrow's theme day is "Cobblestones." Because City Daily Photo's website was hacked and is not yet ready for theme day, Julie of Sydney Eye put up a special site for checking in to the theme. The Australian blogs have already posted and I'm posting a tad early to make my post work on the temporary site. 

Many thanks, Julie!