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Yes. Do I feel that no one quite understands me? Yes. Does everyone in life feel this way, in some way or another. Probably. A while back I drew a picture of a cocoon on my chalkboard at home. The chalkboard covers my entire wall in my kitchen and my friend Jim tells me it looks like the brain of a serial killer.I mean, it is all OVER the place. I write all things random on there. Whatever I am feeling or thinking at the moment. Notes on a day where I had an interesting conversation with someone that I want to remember. Quotes from my boss and mentor. Shopping lists. So one day I drew a long oval in yellow chalk and put stripes. I wrote "Cocoon" next to it. (It looks nothing like a cocoon). Then next to it, I wrote, "butterfly", with a dash in between, and I drew a butterfly.And we all know that someday the cocoon is going to turn into a butterfly. Yes, at this time in my life I have been pushing some people away and avoiding others, and in general I don't feel like sharing or making too much of an effort. But I am just living out what I need to do at the moment. And