“I Just Wasn’t Made for These Times”. Brian Wilson’s succinct expression of alienation. We’ve all felt this at sometime or another, that we don’t fit into whatever world we must inhabit. Truth is–few shapes truly mesh. Ask M. C. Escher.
I suppose it’s both the strongest measure of hope and the sharpest form of self-torment: the ability to imagine a world ideal for us, where we can only thrive.