Being Unique, Two Legs at a Time

“Blah, blah, blah, put their pants on one leg at a time, blah, blah, blah.”

Almost everyday, for as long as I can remember, I have put on my pants both legs at a time. The method varies (side of the bed? via a chair? leaping into an already standing pair of pants, precariously held up by an intricate web of wires?) but the end result is the same: both legs into the pants at (or very-near) the same time. The agility-prowess-building qualities of the exercise aside, why would any sane person do this?

I determined a long time ago that I didn’t want to blindly give in to conventional wisdom just for the sake of its convention, nor did I want to leave my house in the same mindset that everyone I would encounter that day left their respective abodes. I don’t want to live and think and move and act and create in the same ways that everyone else does. I’d rather live something akin to an extraordinary life, if at all possible. 

My morning dressing routine is just one of those silly little things that brings not-so-silly (dang serious, even) thinking into my brain at the beginning (or very-near) of everyday. Creatively speaking, I feel like I have a leg up on everyone before I’m even out the door.

What are you doing to force yourself to think differently and actively?