Day 8

Sometimes I wonder why I like being a loner. I was always one who liked exploring in the forests alone and going off on horseback rides by myself. In school I had friends, but never felt like part of a group, and never had that real close feeling of a true friend with anyone. It was not for lack of trying, trying so hard but failing in the end.

Now I am older and still have a hard time relating to others who are involved in everything. The endless parties and going to bars, of knowing everyone in town and being popular. I am in the shadows watching this circus and not wanting to be a part of it. I like the quiet. I like taking time to listen and learn. I like time to reflex on important matters and doing things in different ways.

This is not to say I don't want friends, because I do, I really do. But be it my illness or my lack of knowing what to say or lack of getting drunk, it seems I just do not fit in.
Do you have that problem? Maybe I am really from outer space and just don't know it yet. lol
That would explain everything. Why no one cares to know me and why I don't fit in. I am a ET, and don't know it.

Now that we have throw humor into the basket, and mixed it up with loneliness, we have our answer. I am an alien from outer space. This is way out there beyond the moon. Funny I don't feel different or look different, or act different, but I am.

I hope you like my silly rambling on about nothing.
For I have nothing left to say. And I am wasting a good blog by writing nothing worthwhile. And the worse part of it all is I believe you believe, that I believe it to be true. And your right. I DO!