No matter what I do…that’s how I ultimately feel. Who doesn’t want to belong to something? Even if it’s just your own family or “people”.
However, I’ve grown to appreciate this feeling of being misplaced. Or at least, I’ve grown to attempt to appreciate this feeling. I think that’s what life is all about. It’s okay if your group of “people” is very small or fleeting at times.
If you open your mind and heart its possible to find your “people” in places you might not expect. These people may only be there for a brief period of time in life…and that’s okay too. I don’t think we were all meant to know each other forever after we’ve met. I think whatever interaction you have with those people that touch your life is what it is. It should never feel forced or feel like you are doing maintenance. Things that are meant to last will…and there are so very many different levels of lasting.
The thought of most recent days:
Throughout my life: I try to fit in…I don’t…I feel out of place.
I’ve been trying to look at this feeling differently. Out of place = weird = different =
SOMEONE WITH SOMETHING NEW TO CONTRIBUTE.