Throughout the course of my years, I have encountered an interesting variety of individuals. All of these interactions and introductions mean something or so the common phrase ‘everything happens for a reason’ justifies. My connection with each contains its own unique energy in terms of chemistry, humor, level of comfort, intellect, and respect. The fascinating thought that visits my brain is how these developments are created. Why is there a longing for acceptance and what drives the soul to instinctively surround itself with such company?
As if an actor; I find myself as someone who can adapt to the potential within each face, within each character I detect. Why do I strive for such a condition, for the approval of the next pair of eyes staring into mine? Perhaps it is written in my genetics; an error in my composition? However, with each successful connection, I grow unsatisfied, search for flaws, and without hesitation petition an escape. Through this pattern, I prevent myself from obtaining any form of commitment. I am seeking a perfection that may not exist. Do you, or are you just a concept that I have been programmed to desire through popular belief? Am I left to settle for less, or have I just simply held this fantasy in too high of a regard to recognize what is in front of me?
