Have you ever felt like you are sitting on the out side of a bubble that has a wonderful world just waiting for you if only you could get in to visit?  The beginning of that feeling for me started one day in high school as I was patiently waiting for my turn to attempt to turn the group conversation towards something I would like to talk about.  Then it hit me like a brick that I have never fit in.  Only small times with very select few have I ever truly fit in to the group at hand.  That was the day that started my trend of watching people.  Watching complete their actions like the automatons that I have come to think of them some times.  I would see how long I could hold still and see how long I could become invisible.   All the while watching them trying to understand them so I can try to fit in better, fourteen years later I  still don't fit in, I have long given up on my attempt to analyze them in my poor attempt to make my self acceptable.  What do you think?