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Sunday, May 31, 2009


Just a thought:

It has come to me lately that I'm an Outsider. I've never fit in, and probably will never, fit in with polite society. I'm never going be that "mature" "grown up" or "adult". I guess I never will. Many people seem to have "matured" around me. How did they do it? Should I try it out for myself? I probably won't. I'm stuck, still. Yet, strangely content.
Why does it feel like 1998 all over again?