being human. i am convinced i was not meant to be born this way and be living here. maybe i shoulda been an animal, anything but not what i am and where i have to live. i don't understand anyone and they don't understand me. i've always felt this way, so it's not like an epiphany or anything spurring this entry.
just more thinking like i always do in passing, or between cleaning something else. i get down too often. down about the entire big picture of life and all it's purpose and all it's waste of time. i never understood the point in it at all. just one big roller coaster ride you eventually get off of and can never get back on. i know i wouldn't ride it if it were me. but here i am so i do like the rest of you, 'make the best of it' eh? that's all i can figure anyway.
in the meantime i will continue to daydream of moving very far away from anyone or anything i've ever known or who knows me and building a life apart from it all. i wish we could build our own colony and i could cease being a part of the population.
wishes get you nowhere.
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What's going on deary? Talk to me! I am hear for you always!!!
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