Constantly.
I feel alienated, like I don’t really have a true home.
I’ve got some of my parents in me, but I’m not the same as them.
I’ve got Naskapi in me, but no one here is that.
I’ve got Jancewicz in me, but I don’t know that legacy.
I’ve got Kenney in me, but that’s all mystery.
I’m an intellectual, but don’t like the stigma.
I’m an artist, but don’t get most art.
I’m a writer but I don’t have an English major’s precision.
I’m a musician, but don’t like indie music and can’t read notation.
I don’t fit in. And I know it’s a good thing in a lot of ways. But sometimes it’s just lonely.