Esoteric

I was referred to as esoteric today. And, yes. I knew what it meant when it was said, it's just not a word I use. YET.

But, esoteric. Holy shit.

It all makes sense. I am. 

Light bulb.

I am typically very esoteric. I speak in the specialized language in which I work. A small team of people know what I am saying. I have said things and then paused to make sure that I actually understand what I just said. Most of the time it's a yes. 

So many blank stares now make sense to me. So, so many.

It's not a bad thing to be called. In the twenty-ish years of my career I've been called much worse.

So. Much. Worse.