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     I enjoy watching a lot of the episodes of Mr. Monk. Today while at a car dealership, waiting for a part to be put on my car I noticed how employees wore some article of clothing, whether a hat or jacket, with their dealership colors and logo. It reminded me of the Monk episode, "Mr. Monk goes to the Office." I remembered the part where he was able to feel that sense of belonging that means you are 'a part of' someone outside yourself. In this case these workers could identify with each other as a part of this dealership. But some people, like Monk, like me, just don't seem to fit into these pockets of society, but that is ok. I smiled as I remember the Monk show, and knowing I've had many of those experiences in the past and though it used to bother me, now, I am so fine with who I am and who I am becoming.
     Then, I went to do some shopping at Wal-Mart. After a few minutes, I think I'm up to about half and hour, I start feeling drained. My energy, my mind, my thinking...all of a sudden I don't even remember what I am shopping for, I just want out of there. Shopping has that affect on me, it drains me of what I feel is my sanity. On the way home all I wanted was to get back to my state of peace of mind and heart. After leaving the freeway, rounding the old country road curves, I slowed for two mallard ducks. The male flew low across the highway and the female waddled across the last half of pavement before taking low flight across the pasture and there it was...my smile had returned. It's not every day when I'm driving home that I take the time to really look at the mountains and the country scenes all around me. Today I did. I feel so very blessed to live where I live and to be who I am. And, oh yes, to know and feel that I am a part of...this country scene. I'm home.