Heart of Gold

I want to live, I want to give, keep me searching for a heart of gold. Oh Neil Young, you have my love. Listening to your music reminds me of living in the "White house," Well at least the house we lived in that was white... that one time. Anyway, it carries a memory and currently makes me feel something. It carries kind of a loneliness with it but certainly not a hopelessness.
Sometimes I feel like a girl apart. Perhaps this is why I like buffy so much. I have friends and family and plenty of people who love me and who I love in return. But I just feel so different. Its like I see the world in a way that no one else imagines, and good fore me, right? For the most part yes. I like my view of the world and I can't explain it. But as I sit and wait, I feel apart.
(this is not a depressing post, merely a thoughtful one)