You will all be better off when you realize this. All of us are the same. We have our goals, our ideas, our opinions, and our destinations. Everyone wants to be recognized. Everyone wants for their art to be liked, their opinion to become everybody else's, and their destination to be the home of their future. Everyone has a blog with 3 followers and a painting sitting in a taped up box under their bed. We have our gardens in the summer and rotting vegetables in the winter. We all have our own recipe. We all want to be wanted, loved, and liked. We have a steel exterior that tells the world that what I'me saying isn't true, yet our pillows and the dark say different. No one wants to die alone with a smiling dog. They say an average person is remembered 50 years after their death. We all want at least 100. No one knows anyone in a Potter's Field. If you did, the person wouldn't be their. Everyone wants to be known and understood. We all want kids on our porch on Halloween, yet we want our kids to have the cutest costume. We all want our homes to be placed in Southern Living or for someone to tell us it could be. We all want the longest funeral processions, but we don't wanna die to get it. We also want everyone to pull over and take off their hats. When the funeral is long over, the cars are all in the garage, and another person is lying in the same hearse; we want the grass cut, the weeds pulled, and another person wanting to do it.