idiosyncrasies

I was recently reading Norwegian Wood by Murakami ( if you don't find this name familiar, I would urge you to look him up for he's simply phenomenal) and I came across one specific line.

"Just as each person has certain idiosyncrasies in the way he or she walks, people have idiosyncrasies in the way they think and feel and see things, and though you might want to correct them, it doesn't happen overnight, and if you try to force the issue in one case, something else might go funny."

(idiosyncrasy /ˌɪdɪə(ʊ)ˈsɪŋkrəsi/ - a mode of behaviour or way of thought peculiar to an individual)

Wondering was an obligation for me when it came to this. In this vast and undoubtedly abyssal world, there are quite literally too many people to have completely different thought patterns. Yet we do. We, a collective we in fact, do not have the same ideas. None of us will have the exact reaction to a situation. We are one yet at the same time, we're not.

The same way, there is frankly no one person who would understand you completely. Who would be able to 'zing' with you in such a way that both think the same, prefer the same things or love the same way. Our experiences make us what we are today and no one person has led the same life. Rationally speaking, we can't expect anyone to understand exactly what we want to say at just any given moment. None of us have superpowers (or we may and I'm just living under a rock) and neither are we gifted with such intense characteristics of an empath. In this race of life, the only person who could truly and quite literally grasp the truth of what really runs around our head or why we do certain things, is ourselves. You know, it's saddening to realise that no one person would be able to understand you and your idiosyncrasies. No one but yourself to look after you.

We are so blinded by our own perceptions of a variety of components of life that it becomes really difficult to understand what another soul might be going through and frankly, we can't really help it.

Although, there still exists a minority or let's say, an exclusive group of people who are indeed 'your people'. Who, no matter the amount of dissimilarities that flow between the two, are willing to put in the effort, put in the empathy, put in the consideration for your work of art we call, the mind. Now, those people? Worth every little ounce of time. Worth every little amount of love you can provide because you know they won't make a fool out of you. Find them. Find people who cherish your idiosyncrasies.