Are we blind? What I means is, are we oblivious to the signs around us? Assuming for a moment that there is a place for us, that our personalities, idiosyncrasies, likes and dislikes, desires and talents, aren't just a result of our social upbringing. Assuming that there is a place where we fit in best and it is up to us to find it, are we blind to the signs that help guide us there? The more I find out about myself the more I find that the life I live really isn't suited for me and I ponder, sometimes more seriously than others, packing up my things and trying to find the world where I belong. I look for exceptance and find none. I look for love and find none. I look for friendship and find very little. I look for hope and am stifled. Am I blind? Is this god's way of telling me that there is somewhere else for me. Maybe there isn't. Maybe I am only dreaming like a child. But I suppose that is what you hold on to when that is all one has left in this world of ours.