Walking around, looking at people, encapsulated and closed to the outside, myself included. The older I get, the more I feel like an alien of some sort, not a part of this. Aware of some "otherness" that I've been seperated from.
There is a lack of understanding with my fellows that at first disturbed and distracted me.....but I feel that the one person who matters to me most does understand me, and that is all that matters....The light that love shines on things and gives them understanding inspires hope within me.
I have love, I am not alone.
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