I have yet to meet people who think as I do. While I know I’m no unique flower, I often get strange, often bemused or patronizing reactions when I share some of my thoughts with others. I get patted on the head, or smirked at, or dismissed as “you’re being silly!” For the most part as an adult I’ve learned to shrug off the less-than-positive responses, but sometimes I wonder if I could ever meet people who could just get it. Get me.
There’s not much I can do about it at the moment. Though the feeling of disconnect and isolation will probably remain for a bit longer, there is not much else to do but put my face and arms up to the sky and live.
– Buddha figurines from a stall in Chinatown, San Francisco, CA