Not So Special

Did anyone ever tell you that each snowflake was unique? That every fingerprint is different? Stars in the sky? Motes in your eye? Grains of sand? Retinal scans?

Occasionally we say something is unique. And some of us notice when people misuse the word. Lately I am beginning to think that unique is not so special. Actually I am thinking that unique is fundamental.

Similarities are staggering of course. And we do not have time, energy or inclination to process every little thing. We group them and move on. It's a survival strategy plain and simple.

There is no thing the same as another. No moment, no process, no angle, no thought, no wish. The body rebuilds itself over time. Even our own history continues to be embellished. Unique? I don't think so. Not so special.

~ I knew that. ~