Me

Have you ever felt like you are sitting on the outside of a bubble that has a wonderful world just waiting for you if only you could get in to visit? The beginning of that feeling for me started one day in high school as I was patiently waiting for my turn to attempt to turn the group conversation towards something I would like to talk about. Then it hit me like a brick that I have never fit in. Only small times with very select few have I ever truly fit in to the group at hand. That was the day that started my trend of watching people. Watching complete their actions like the automatons that I have come to think of them some times. I would see how long I could hold still and see how long I could become invisible. All the while watching them trying to understand them so I can try to fit in better, fourteen years later I still don't fit in, I have long given up on my attempt to analyze them in my poor attempt to make myself acceptable. What do you think?