I feel awkward around most people. I don’t fit in many places. I’m a bit of a loner, definitely an introvert, and prefer the company of a good book over the company of a group of people most days. I feel like an odd duck, the odd man out, and sometimes like nobody gets me.

That is until I see these people. My people. They get me. They like me. They love me and think I’m funny. They want to be around me and I want to be around them. I feel at home with them, like all is right in the world. I prefer the company of them over a good book any old day. I never feel odd around them, or left out, or not part of the group. We get each other. And it feels good to belong somewhere.

These witty, interesting people really like me. And I can’t help but think the world of them.


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