I think I’ve been very wrong about some things.

I think I’ve been very wrong about some things.

I need to do the things for the sake of the things, not the people involved. Other people are an unfortunate necessity. They’re for others. Not me. My way is not theirs. They are human. I am sub human. Almost, but not quite.

I look human on the outside. That trips people up a bit, I think. Tricks them. They can sense something is not quite right though. They tolerate. Perhaps they experience something similar to seeing an animal in the wild that mildly interests them. That’s the most I’ve ever been, but they’re too polite to say otherwise and I’m too foolish to have seen it before now.

I need to go. I’ll build up to it, and leave. I can’t stay in this position, and I can’t press others with it.

I need to go. I need to just hang in there for one more year, then go. I need to go.