You don’t fit in because you aren’t supposed to. Your destiny is different than theirs. You’re a round peg, they’re a square hole. You shouldn’t be comfortable in their company, because if you were, you’d never make it where you’re headed. Before long, you’ll glance over and see them in your rearview mirror breathing your dust.
I’ve been swimming so long it’s hard to be in a backwater, a slow-paced eddy, watching waters rush by without me. Hard, but not impossible.