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It is 5:00 am and I can not sleep. Too much is going on in my personal life, my job, with friends, with my State and my government. I wish that I could just take a vacation from life itself. I am tired of so many people in pain. I want to be part of the world which is the solution and not part of the problem. To do something about the despair and anger I see everyday. Hopelessness seems to be so common these days. People working just to survive, longing for so much more, yet not enough time or energy at the end of the day to renew the spirit. I live in one of the most beautiful areas of the world, and yet the blank stares and the consumption of alcohol which we lead the nation in, seems to be robbing so many of any type of appreciation. Of late, all I have heard is how everyone wants to be somewhere else. I been there and I know that relocating has very little to do with any kind of solution. But those are lessons others need to learn for themselves because no one is listening to anyone else. We are like lemmings, all are heading for the cliff and no one seems to care. Fear is ruling our days and nights, and love is a commodity we horde. We only love those we think as worthy. Yet at this moment I can not think of anyone who does not deserve our love and respect. Some's behavior definitely doesn't deserve our respect but the person performing these acts are just trying to survive by the rules he thinks the world is going by. Greed, hate, and anger are exploding in our society. It is everywhere, but the people who are exploiting these virtues, are just like you or me, hurting, lonely, sad, lost in a nation that says these problems can be cured by chemicals or consuming. Yet at the end of the day, taking our chemicals and buying what we are told we want, the emptiness is still there. Where is the connection with others? Where is the caring? Where is the love? We sit in our little rooms, wondering why we are so lonely, yet feet or yards away, is another individual thinking the same thing. Why are we so afraid of each other, yes there are differences, yet we are all members of the human family trying to survive. Each person has a story, each person has been hurt, and alienated, so we separate ourselves each making his own hell, each praying to be saved by someone, I am as guity as anyone. I sit in my room contemplating the lonliness. Fearing to reach out in fear that I will be hurt. We are so pathetic.