Sometimes I wonder if I did something terrible in a past life. Something that made my present become what it is now. It is a life full of people, yet I am lonely. I look on at the achievements of my peers yet I stand here at the epitome of mediocracy. Watching them as they gain fulfillment of their lives by accomplishing their dreams. I watch as people I know and people I care for find love while I curl up in bed, cold and alone. Did I do anything to deserve such sadness in life? Is this fates way of charging me for a past lifes misdeeds?