Are You a Misfit?

You ever notice how most of the people around you don't understand you?

They're fine watching TV. You can't sit still.
They can leave work at the office. You can't.
They're content. You're restless.

That's because you're a misfit.
You always have been.
You always will be.
And that's not a flaw, it's a feature.

I had a friend named Kent.
We went to the same college.
He was steady and reliable. Professors loved him.
He's been at the same company since he was fifteen.
The world needs people like Kent – the ones who keep the lights on and the trains running on time.

But I was the opposite.
Fired from eight or ten jobs.
Didn't fit in. Tried to force myself into boxes that never felt right.

I knew I didn't like having a boss or someone always telling me what to do.
I wanted my independence, that same feeling a kid gets on the last day of school, when summer vacation is about to begin.

I knew I wasn't weird, and nothing was wrong with me.
I was simply built different.
God had a different plan for me.

Maybe you feel that way too.
You've done everything right – went to school, got the job, provided for your family.
But deep down, you know something's missing.

You smile on Monday morning, but it's a mask. A role you don't want to play anymore.
You love your family, but you're tired of missing the moments that matter most.
Because while you're stuck at work, your kids are growing up without you.

It's not that you don't care.
It's that you care too much – about freedom, about purpose, about doing something that matters.

You're not lazy. You're not broken. You're simply built different.
You crave creativity, meaning, and a life that's truly yours.

You're a misfit. And that's okay.

The world still needs its Kents.
But it also needs misfits like you.