eireann

I sometimes wonder if maybe I missed a really big "TURN HERE" sign left by fate or destiny or whathaveyou.

It seems like while life moves along at a rather decent speed for everyone else, I'm left doing 25 miles per hour with my left blinker on in the far left line of the expressway of life.
Things happen- people get married, get dogs and cats and have kids and have more kids and get promoted and life clips along at a decent pace for them. Some people seem to move a little more quickly and blow some tires out, and have to have a tire change on the side of the road.
But no, I seem to be that person in the clunker and I can't figure out why. I feel like I'm waiting for the accelerator pedal and my mechanic tells me he's working on it everytime I call to complain.

Was there an exit sign I missed? Was there a junction I forgot to turn at? Did I just forget to get my oil changed or fill my life car up with gas?

All I know is, somewhere deep down inside, there's something missing, and as I watch other people hit landmarks, it makes it more and more apparent that something is just wrong with me.....