“Every human being is wired differently. In our behaviors, sure, we’re all regressing to the mean. But in our heads, we’re living life on the fringe.”
Alice’s camel screamed out a belch. It smelled like rotting grass from two years ago.
“And it’s getting fringier all the time,” Bob said. He kicked at the sand.
“Son, if you think variation among human thought is a problem, you are the problem.”Corporate Torsos Need Not Apply