Wondering about my Wanderings

Introspection Addiction

I was outside in the parking lot tonight and all I could see for the space of five minutes was myself and somebody else that had to be listening to me or even thought I was crazy. I spouted out elegant. Okay what am I doing here? And to think all these people in the world and here I am, this soul wondering what it is all about. And here are all these other people and some have so much it is not funny. Here I am in this Allied Barton. Are you crazy God for me to be in this place. After all we had this deal. And then there are all these kid genius's I wonder if they get this damn introspective. It is as if I have nothing else to do. I feel so alone does anyone else feel this way. And I breathe and I feel all the parts of my body. What would I really do if I could choose. I bet I could find myself in a jail for getting real violent or maybe I should just jump off the garage to see what would happen. ok God I guess I just need to go to work who knows why. How do I get out of this inspection addiction? Is anyone listening.