Dont belong here

I am these days suffering from a high level fitzwilliam-darcy syndrome.

I feel i don't belong here... this century...these people..I am a victorian cadever who somehow manged to cross century by body but not soul...And i ,heart and soul ,belong to renaissance!
I remember Fancis Burnett's secret garden...and i try to look for those vines Mary found ... The real love for me is that Of Tess of the Deurburvilles...and i pine for the wind in the moors ...of wuthering heights.
Somehow,I have always found myself a misfit..by thoughts,by feelings,by emotions...its today i realised why it happened...i never left my previous incarnation