I Feel Out of Place In Everything, I Dont Belong Anywhere

Sometimes I feel like an observer looking at the world, at the hypocrisy and pretensions of people who would sell their conscience and be led by what the leaders further up the food chain want them to do and say. On the way back, while driving, I calibrate my thoughts and turn my mind inwards then to myself and my needs. I ask myself why I bother with them. No need to. Condensed milk is running out so I would need to get it at the supermarket. Plus this evening at the pool I will have to work on my legs now that my breathing in the water is more regular. Who knows, I may even learn one more module of Spanish later. ?Como es eso?