The illusion of "Normalcy" is a strange phenomenon. (The word in quotes is intentional; it is not a real word and I hate that our society easily accepts grammatical faults as novel methods of speech.) How easily our minds allow our conceptions of normality to change without taking any notes on before or after. Stranger yet how normal for you may be far different than normal for me.
I have a great many crazy stories that few of my friends at other colleges could ever hope to top, only problem is that I never tell them. Why is this? Because strange, unusual and just plain amazing things happen with such frequency here that, to me, they have become normal. I couldn't hope to recount even a small percentage of these off the top of my head until something reminds me.
This vast difference becomes immensely apparent when trying to relate to anyone who is not in my current situation. They can't fathom how some of the everyday occurances in my life could ever happen to anybody, let alone multiple times. More often than not I alienate myself with a statement like "sometimes blah blah blah, that ever happen to you?" Everyone just stares at me with glossed eyes as if I had just relayed Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle to a bunch of third graders.
I feel like I am slowly changing into something I never thought I'd become. Nor did I ever want to become what I am now. I have developed deep seeded hatreds for many things that I see around myself. I have allowed myself to turn into one of those grumpy old guys who remembers the good old days and can only relate to a few people.
How did I change so much and never notice?