I am a displaced person. There are days when I feel this very strongly. On such days, I miss my island so much it hurts. I sometimes idealize life in Puerto Rico, and forget that I willingly got the hell out of there the first chance I got. I forget that even when I was living there I felt like an outsider at times, as I am sure most people do, no matter who they are or where they come from. It seems that many people suffer from the same misfit complex as I.
I have things in common with several groups, but I don't quite fit in any. And that makes me a little sad. I am always afraid I am going to alienate my mommy board friends if I speak my mind too freely. And I exchange comments and read the blogs of some pretty cool and interesting people, but am careful not to get too friendly because what if they think I'm some kind of needy weirdo?
There are days when I wish I could find that magic group of people who are just like me, who will welcome me with open arms regardless (or because of) my likes and dislikes, my ideals, my beliefs (or lack thereof). The problem is I don't know who those people are or where they are hiding, if they'll deem me worthy of joining their community or if they even exist as a community at all. Where are you, pseudo-intellectual, slightly political but too lazy to get involved people? Where are you cynical, superstitious atheists (or is it agnostics?) who like to read about pop culture?