YOU ARE SPECIAL!

If the universe had a talent show, you’d be the grand finale — juggling your flaws, moonwalking through chaos, and still managing to smile (or at least smirk like a sarcastic legend).

You’ve survived all your worst days. That’s a flawless record, my friend. Olympic-level surviving. If that doesn’t deserve a standing ovation (or at least a donut), then what does?

Life isn’t a straight road or a wise monk on a hill.
Life is a confused chicken.
Wearing rainbow pajamas.
Tap dancing in a pool of hot chocolate.
While playing a detuned guitar.
That’s also on fire.
While frogs in sunglasses cheer from the sidelines.
It makes NO SENSE. And that’s the point.
You're trying to make sense of a chicken jazz solo on cocoa lava — no wonder you’re overwhelmed.
But guess what?
Even if the rhythm’s off, even if you slip in the marshmallow goo of failure, even if people around you act like flying bananas — you are still showing up.
Still dancing.
Still breathing.
Still you.

And that’s heroic.

Some days you feel like the chicken.
Other days you’re hot like chocolate.
And sometimes, you’re the guitar string just trying not to snap.
But through it all — you exist.
You matter.
You are so deeply, weirdly, gloriously needed.

Not because you're perfect.
Not because you’ve figured life out (none of us have — we’re all chickens).
But because you being here changes things. Quietly. Beautifully. Ridiculously.

So take this moment and wrap it around you like a soft burrito blanket.
Let the world be chaotic soup. You?
You just keep being your bizarre, brave, brilliant self.

Because in this insane circus of existence —
You’re not lost.
You’re the main character
who occasionally moonwalks in emotional pajamas.

And honestly?
That’s enough.
That’s everything.

(Also, drink water. Even legendary chickens need hydration.)