Sometimes I wish I had never bit the apple. The knowledge of good and evil even on days I can’t tell the difference. If I hadn’t taken that bite, I would probably still be lost, focused on the superficial. Sad but not knowing why. That was the past. I would have missed out on the highs and lows..the connections. I wouldn’t have connected with RR whose voice calmed me down when I couldn’t sleep. Art and reality collided. I wish people could talk to me directly and not through others, but I know that won’t happen. It would have happened by now if it was to happen. In a way it makes me feel less equal, but I know in God’s eyes we are all equally valuable. I am not sure I will ever really fit in, but maybe that is not as important as I think it is.