Do you ever feel as if you don't belong? A nagging feeling that the world you live in is the wrong one and is desperately trying to push you out? No matter how much of a place you try and find to call your own, no matter how much of a name you make for yourself, and no matter how many people you can say are close to you, you never feel like you truly fit in? It's not a good feeling, far from it, but it's an ever persistent one. I don’t know where I belong, I have no tribe to be a part of, to look after them as they look after me. Not anymore. The tribe I had I left long ago, back when I still believed, or even pretended, I could make a difference in a world like this. I miss it. I miss them. The feeling of inclusion, a sense of family, a place where I know I belong. But I can find another tribe. A community I can truly call my own, in spite of a world I now know does not care about me. I will make myself belong.

Heck.