Above us only sky…
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever feel that happy again, or that comfortable, or that understood or that purposeful. Almost all times I doubt it very much. I’m an alien visiting the world trying to find others like me, but I frequently discover that any like me have come and gone before I was even here or while I was very young. People like me tend to not last very long. Maybe someday I’ll figure out what the hell I’m doing here. Unfortunately, today wasn’t that day. Good night.





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