You probably heard that phrase once or twice as a kid, and it was most likely meant as solution to your overwhelming boredom. Parents had a tendency to throw that suggestion around as though it were something that happened with such ease. In my experience, it was always overwhelming and awkward. While I was horrible at pretty much any group activity, I was especially bad at playing a socially adept human.

I'm still no good at being a person, but at least now I do go outside more. So cup half full or something like that...

Nowadays, I wander the streets on my lunch break seeking outlandish behavior, styles, and statements of those who would be considered normal. You know... those same people that deemed me too weird to be a member of their tribe. I then filter that moment through my cartoonish lens to imagine what they saw in me. I'm sure this is what healthy inspiration looks like, right?