How is it that someone that has more friends than blades of grass in his yard can feel lonely? Its like those people you see that are thinner than a rail but eat more than anyone or the reverse... those fat people you see that might as well eat celery. Everything you hear every song you listen to, they all say go home and get back to your roots, but the problem is when I come home all I hink of is how it used to be and how it is now. My sister is never here cause she is far busier than I ever was and I was in about every club at school, my dad is working on some work and my mom is content watching Soap Operas shes TiVoed. I guess that might be what it is... I don't want to be content, I push, I strive, I work for weeks so that just for a day I can be happy, and then its all gone the next day and I start again. Its getting later and later closer and closer to the due date, the due date of asiignment, the day I start work for the summer, the day I die nothing gets further away EXCEPT memories; thoughts that you want to remember that you spend time if only seconds each day trying to run through your head simply to not forget. If you notice I didnt say the day I get married or when I have kids, cause that is not for certain. I can work as hard as I want I can get in the best shape of my life, I can be funnier than the comic on TV, I could do all these things at once and still not make it work.
I am at home one last night tonight then I go back to school for the next month to finish out ANOTHER semester, the only thing that is closer is graduation, in fact I feel as though the distance between myself and my friends is growing, I amd recklessly scraping to find something... some consilation as I help person after person find what they want or need right now or it could be ultimately.
Ill finish later.
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Everything has a purpose in life. The most popular colors for new cars: red, blue, black. Yellow is popular, as is green and white.
You are the orange Dodge Charger. I saw an orange Dodge Charger sitting on a car lot in Wilmington about six months ago. I've seen a few of those, but not many. And it sat there week after week, month after month, and no one ever bought it. No one even took it for a test drive because it always sat in the same exact spot with the wheels turned the same exact way at an odd angle.
The car probably felt lonely, neglected. It's a Dodge Charger, after all! Plenty of other Dodge Chargers were sold every week. Dozens probably. Blue, red, black...the three most popular colors for Dodge Chargers.
And yet the orange one sat there and sat there. You are the orange Dodge Charger. You watch as other guys find what they are looking for, you may even step up and advertise for them, and yet you are left alone. Drifting further away.
I drove past that dealership a few days ago. The orange Dodge Charger is gone. Someone found what they were looking for. And so will you. Someone out there is looking for an orange Dodge Charger, and they have been to all the other dealerships, looked online, compared models, but they just haven't found you yet. Be patient. Someone will find you, and they will wonder where you have been all their lives, and they will take you away at that very moment. Everything has a purpose and a time, but it takes two to tango, and you are just looking for that partner.
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