Not who you are suppose to be

What does it mean to be a soft palette playing the part of the bones around you? Are you unfit for the job you were hired or are you working on something 10 steps ahead of your wage? Are you an imposter or do they expect too much of an artist who was forced into the field of direct sensations and clear communication. Do you feel out of place? Maybe unfit for a word of high speed connection and more suited for waiting on a pager to let you know when the phone will ring. How do we learn patience when we are given everything?

It's funny how many things you could learn if you weren't reading this. If you stepped away from the interconnected world of sorrow and found creativity in boredom. If you learned that maybe these problems aren't important.