I go out to a club and try to break the ice with a young group. Everything was perfect, and then it all goes wrong. I try to discuss my interest and it completely falls flat. No one knows what I'm talking about, and I completely avioded. Just like today. I always imagined that I am a person out of time, and the great tragedy is that I feel cheated sometimes by that. I felt if I were alive then, it would change everything. In my dream that was not how things were. I was still an outsider looking in. What I wouldn't give to have someone in my life that connected with me in that way. If I had one, just one person who could relate. But I don't. I feel like I'm standing outside a Woolworth handing out flyers for the greatest sale ever, and no one is arrested.
It's very barren, and it sucks.