So, where does one fit?

I am in the state of flux again, still looking for a place to be.  And thoughts fill my mind about finding a place where I fit, where the people and location suit me, where I won't be judged or criticized but would fit right in.  And today out driving I pass through downtown Petaluma - and eye the shops there some all in a row, shoulder-to-shoulder.  The Thrifty Hippy, American Military Vintage, Thai Restaurant, Quilting Shop, Consignment Shop, Tall Toad Music, Head Shop, Starbucks across the way just a few steps across the parking to Della Fattoria.  And Whole Foods Market on one corner and Kentucky Fried on the next.

If I continue wondering where I might fit in I think it would pay to remember this, that one fits where they place themselves, and that in the midst of it all, we all somehow fit.



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