Food for thought

“ I always want to think I was an alien, I used to think when I was young, that I was adopted by my mother because they found me in a spaceship and they let me out, and I was from a different planet. I wanted to be from a different planet really bad. Every night I would talk to my real parents and my real family in the skies. I knew that there were thousand of alien babies dropped off all over the place and I have met quiet a few of them. It’s just something that Ive always like to toy with in my mind. It’s really fun to pretend that ya know, there is some special reason for me to be here and I feel really homesick all the time and so do the other aliens. And I only have a chance to come across a handful of other aliens the rest of my life.. eventually one day well find out what were supposed to do.