Sometimes I wonder if I’m weird. Sometimes I know I am. I wonder if I am the only one out there thinking about the things I think about, experiencing the things I’ve experienced. I doubt it. After all is said and done, I think most people are pretty much the same. On a certain level, anyway. What common threads that run through people’s lives?
And if other people have already been through the stuff I’ve been through, why didn’t anyone warn me? Maybe they did and I just didn’t listen.
What I didn’t mean for this to be is what it has seemingly turned into-my life’s story. I’d like to get away from that at some point but even I don’t know what direction I’m heading in. Only time will tell where I end up or what I end up writing about.
