Normality

We live almost right next to a home for autistic people. Every morning they'll come shuffling by, moaning and laughing, mumbling incoherently.
A blessing.
Gives me a much-needed dose of sanity every time I see them.

"Normal" people are slaves to social dogma, having spent their entire lives building up such exquisite filters for what is accceptable, that they have in effect walled themselves in, acknowledging only what is deemed appropriate. Boring, grey, dead.