I wrote this when I was almost half asleep at midnight a couple nights ago. I am not sure about what I meant, because I was, as I said, half asleep and I just felt like writing something random. So, here it is.

Looking

Looking, seeking, it feels as if I am always trying to find something that is just out of sight. I am not sure if it is love, or happiness, peace of mind or maybe an opportunity, but it just feels as though I am just groping around in the dark. Maybe I am trying to find an idea, a profound life changing something that will change something. Who knows? I know I don’t. it could be partnership, friendship, companionship, love, didn’t I just say that? Maybe, what it is I am looking for, is an answer to a question that I haven’t asked yet, maybe one I don’t want to ask. I think that the real reason I look, the thing behind all of my pondering and soul searching, is because I am blind. Not physically, but metaphorically, perhaps psychologically, if that makes any sense. I am blind to the future, to what is going to happen. I haven’t the slightest clue to what might happen within the next five seconds. Not to say that I particularly worry about what is going to happen within those five seconds. But, that still doesn’t change the fact that I am blind to the ways of the universe. Universe, I say, because I am blind. This could very well be a multiverse, or even an infiniverse. But being blind doesn’t automatically make me look. Looking, searching, but for what? The answer? No not the answer, but my other half.