I guess I have known I was weird, but I didn’t realize that I fit the profile as a bona-fide social deviant until a few weeks ago, when my good friend and housemate Catye asked my husband and me to come and speak to her high-school sociology classes, about our lives as “productive social deviants.” Her students usually love the chapter, but she did not want her point to be lost that deviation from the norm does not have to be destructive, and can actually be quite the opposite.



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