Questions From an Odd fellow

I'm wondering exactly, when the digression began inside the minutes as they began to unravel pulling apart at the seams, blowing away everything we used to remember or maybe we never did. how did this heart full of love and compassion fall into servitude without grace? indentured, even without any contract or warning, no heads up where is the oxygen here? careful construction of nimble reflections glossed over refractions inane, I think I may be different or at least out of lock-step, I somehow didn't consider monetary gain I foolishly believed love trumps nickels and dimes wasting one's breath counting miles and the like, I somehow thought spending time was precious, never realizing it all came down to the dollar or penny, whatever! I don't think like the rest, in this equation and I might as well get myself lost, move far away I'll never be missed, I'm too weird for this sample of human-ness...