at times, i think that maybe i was meant for another era, or another world. at times, silent seems almost normal. instead of feeling misunderstood, i often wonder whether i am misunderstanding everyone else. is it just me? i eventually come to my senses and remind myself that i am who i am and it's nothing to apologize for. i guess others learn to cope and adapt to the world even when it feels completely foreign to them. i will cope but i will not just blindly nod and agree. i'll always question.