tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210812619084904021.post3706422641105318595..comments2023-05-08T07:45:01.481-04:00Comments on JamTheCat: Flight pathsJamTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10246923336782407087noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210812619084904021.post-7526216563883684652011-02-09T12:15:56.753-05:002011-02-09T12:15:56.753-05:00I wonder if this is something all gay men and wome...I wonder if this is something all gay men and women feel -- a sense of "otherness" keeping them apart from the rest of society. It's probably why we build our own communities and families in the face of the world's opposition.<br /><br />I'd love to read your poem. If you're open to posting it here, it will be in a place of safety.JamTheCathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10246923336782407087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210812619084904021.post-40806603732736877982011-02-08T19:48:07.641-05:002011-02-08T19:48:07.641-05:00I guess somewhat similar: I've always felt on ...I guess somewhat similar: I've always felt on the outside looking in - now whether that was naturally from a feeling of otherness that eventually bloomed into being gay or otherness that will at some point become me as a writer. At least from the me as writer point of view, I've yet to start. While I've been gay to my knowledge for 17 years - erm, I mean, I came out to myself.<br /><br />What you describe though is why I try not to think to much about cars passing me. All the lives that go past, that I will really never connect with.<br /><br />However, I did once write a poem about walking past lit windows at night. And it became wandering through the night wondering about the many lives inside.Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00445128608422429761noreply@blogger.com