"Getting back to normal" seems to be the watchword in these days of disruption. Not only illness, but beliefs, opinions, even history have opened the way for chaos. And people, being out of their comfort zone, want "normal" back, even if normal wasn't all that it was supposed to be. Normal has become the popular illusion. Normal is when all was status quo, people knew what to expect and what was expected. Normal was a moment of clarity for folks who never wanted to ask who they were, or who anyone else was. Normal was a comfort zone of non-thinking, only following the outline of someone else's vision to a predictable end. For some of us, there was no such thing as "normal". For some of us, chaos and questioning has always been in place. For some of us, there was no routine or outline to follow...we broke ground and made our own path. We got in the faces of those in the rut, to tell them that the road would lead them over a cliff. And some, not many, were lifted out of the rut. And in turn, they try to lift others. But the temptation is always there. To follow the rut, to go over the cliff in the familiar foot steps of those in front. And some of us will continue to dance off the beaten path, and try not to create more ruts.