I sing the blues...

Today I got off Pamida early, and although I was tired, I was restless.
I noticed alot of cars on my block, but didn't think too much of it. Until I could hear muffled voices close, thinking it was the neighbors I peer out. Realizing a gaggle of people on the block were talking in the middle of my yard. So yes, the nosy person I am. I cracked the window open, to hear about the holiday's, the weather, sports, and then me. Yeah, what I come to realize, I am the black sheep the outsider. God Bless my neighbor, who gave what she knew about me, and all truth, but then the cut...... I wasn't invited to a neighborhood birthday party because I didn't have children, and there is no way I could relate. Then it hit me.......I will never fit in, because of who I am. Not that I care in the neighborhood realm of things, but what in turn, it made me realize.... People really don't know the real me. 1/2 my fault, but so seriously misread.
I hit the end of a holiday on a sour note..........