No matter where I have gone I feel like I am on the outside of things. There is a part of me that likes the life of a hermit but still I long to be right in the middle of it all even if it's just for a short while.
In my small home town there is a girl known to all named Jessie. Jessie has some sort of cognitive impairment. Every day Jessie does circuit around town stopping into every shop for a hello and a brief chat. I am nearly positive that God spares the world for Jessie's sake.
On a walk this morning an old man called out to me, "Little pig, I will tell you something. I despise people who penny pinch time. I have always spent time freely. Now I am old and maybe some would say it was a mistake but I am proud to have lived with the heart of an immortal!"